But he knew. Winifred, accordingly, left the room, and a servant being despatched to the nearest tavern, soon afterwards returned with a crown bowl of the ambrosian fluid. “Our ways happened to lie together. He ventured to the great gates, and by inserting his gimblets into the wood at intervals, so as to form points upon which he could rest his foot, he contrived, to ascend them; and when at the top, having fastened a portion of his dress to the spikes, he managed, not without considerable risk, to draw up his female companion. You are afraid—that here in London—I shall not be a success. The Scot understood that, gently and indirectly, Ruth was asking her husband a question, opening a door if he cared to enter.
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