" "Well said, Jack," cried Figg. For Ruth grew lovelier as the days went on. At this juncture, and just as a cuckoo-clock in the corner struck sis, Jack Sheppard walked into the room, with the packing-case under his arm. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. Not at all. These sham ideals and advanced notions.
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