She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. "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. I can never be grateful enough. Besides, Gerald would not for the world have passed up the chance of a little excitement. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. "I'm come to say good bye to you, and to assure you of my safety before I leave this place.
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