I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. She could feel her face turning beet red. "You will not make it valueless in my eyes," he added, catching her in his arms, and pressing her to his breast. He saw himself retreating from barricade to barricade, Ruth always advancing, perfectly oblivious of the terror she inspired. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. "Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale.
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