Traci was the most grateful, because he stopped his sexual advances. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. ’ ‘Eh? Why did you not say so, man?’ demanded Hilary crossly. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. She had slept badly at first in a long chair next to the fire waiting for him to return, but caught on after that. “That,” she answered, “is far easier to believe. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. It was ended. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside.
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