" "He protect you," retorted Blueskin, maliciously; "you haven't a worse enemy on the face of the earth than Jonathan Wild. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. “We’re in for it. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. Wood, in equal trepidation.
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