The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. . "No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. \"Thank you. “I’ll buy a new one. . She sighed with relief. —Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion, of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give below. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. The door opened.
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