Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. "Go to lunch," he ordered Ruth. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. "This gentleman brings us tidings of an old friend, my dear," said the carpenter.
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