Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. Having secured this implement, he burst from his conductor, and, leaping into the hatch, as clowns generally spring into the clockfaces, when in pursuit of harlequin in the pantomime,—that is, back foremost,— broke into a fit of loud and derisive laughter, kicking his heels merrily all the time against the boards. Don’t you think? Tum, tay, tum, tay. ” “Oh, damn the thing!” Sir John exclaimed, tucking the loose ends inside his coat. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. Everything was going to hell. Good and Evil. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. So, adroitly and patiently, he pulled Ruth apart; that is, he plucked forth a little secret here, another there, until he had quite a substantial array. Submission to the inevitable carried her through the circumstances of her appearance before the magistrate. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. He sat down beside her just as the room became darker.
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