"If you touch me I will kill you," said Ruth, grasping the scissors which lay beside the pencils—Hoddy's! The Wastrel laughed, still advancing. "Something fresh on hand, I suppose?" "I'm come to inquire after Jack Sheppard," returned Jonathan. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance.
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