95 The officer showed her into the sleepy suburban police station, a hub of inactivity on Sunday night except for herself and a slightly drunk woman who had been brought in for DUI. “You’re so cute. What is your father's business?" The question was an impertinence, but Ruth was not aware of that. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. Certain information, it seems, has been received from a female, that Blueskin would be at a flash-ken near the Chase at five o'clock to-day, and they're all set out in the expectation of nabbing him. She was a swan among geese, trying to look plain and dowdy. Run along while I rig up and get the part in my hair straight. But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. "If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. ‘Here we go again. He asked me to watch Mr.
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