Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. These things were common knowledge among the bon ton, who were generously welcoming these unfortunate escapees. "Why does she weep?" Ruth wanted to know. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation.
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