Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. She screamed involuntarily—she had never in her life screamed before—and then she began to wriggle and fight like a frightened animal against the men who were holding her. About nine o'clock, an immense mob collected before the Lodge at Newgate. There was a discreet knocking at the door, and Ramage’s face changed. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. A strong arm pulled her closer, and the lips that mouthed her own in tender touches sent her senses reeling. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. Capes would come to these teas; he evidently liked to come, and he would appear in the doorway of the preparation-room, a pleasing note of shyness in his manner, hovering for an invitation. There was no way of recalling the words; so she waited.
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