The silence of Canton at
night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly
boil out. The unequal battle went on. The idea of Ruth as a
talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea—
faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. I am an old friend, and I declined to
be shelved. He was really very proud of her,
and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her
absolute security without him. “You’re an idiot and your attitude is repugnant. "The worst of folly," replied Blueskin, returning to the table, and taking up a
glass; "and, to put an end to it, I shall drink the health of Jack Sheppard, the
housebreaker, and success to him in all his enterprises. But I won't be cheated of my prize. He went to the door. The other individual, who was a
little in advance, was concealed from the stranger's view. "And who taught it you—the landlord, Joe Hind?"
"No; one Blueskin, a fellow who frequents the Lion," answered Jack, with a
degree of candour that astonished his master nearly as much as his confidence. \"
They talked until midnight most nights. ‘Are you
going to tell me?’
‘But looking for proof,’ Melusine uttered impatiently.
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