] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. Part of her felt like laughing insanely at how badly she had been duped. Rushing towards the entrance of the well-hole, Blueskin touched the secret spring. His revelry, however, was put an end at the expiration of the time mentioned by Jonathan, by the entrance of a posse of constables with Quilt Arnold and Abraham Mendez at their head. ‘You’re speaking the truth. “We’ve never known anyone who can play like you, Lucy. You will sever ties with your own kin?” “Yes. Aware that he should incur the thief-taker's bitterest animosity by what he had done, the watchman, whose wrath against Quilt Arnold had evaporated during the walk, thought it more prudent not to hazard a meeting with his master, till the storm had, in some measure, blown over.
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