‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. Kneebone's cheeks glowed with rage, and he set down the wine untasted, while Blueskin resumed his song. From then on he was Ruth's dog. Never! And they don’t know it! They have no idea of it. The chair, meanwhile, with its unhappy load, was transported at a brisk pace to Newgate.
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