Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told. CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. Of late, he has become the instrument of Walpole, and does all the dirty work for the Secret Committee. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned that she had been imposed upon. " "Never," replied Sheppard bitterly. A few bricks, dislodged probably by his last descent, came clattering down the chimney, and as it was perfectly dark, gave him the notion that some one was endeavouring to force an entrance into the room. The militia were in already. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. " "Well, you know I always act under your orders, Captain," returned Blueskin; "and if you give the word to retreat, I shall obey, of course: but I know what Edgeworth Bess will say when we go home empty-handed. Poor Ben was not so fortunate. Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door.
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