He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. 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. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. Taking up a couple of large stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. "But first let us secure Sheppard. A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful.
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