] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. Again having recourse to the centre-bit,—for Winifred's door was locked,—Jack had nearly cut out a panel, when a sudden outcry was raised in the carpenter's chamber. “Listen,” she said. ‘Do you think I am afraid of a sword in the hand of a slip of a girl?’ For answer, Melusine lunged at him. She went on from street to street, and all the glory of London had departed.
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