She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. Before any assistance could be rendered by the jailers, who stood astounded, Blueskin had got Wild in his clutches. Ruth obeyed, not willingly, but because there was something hypnotic in the authoritative tone. ” Resigned, she rosined the bow and tightened the loose strings. "To paint your portrait," answered the jailer.
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