Lucy wore it every day from then on. Jack had brought away the bunch of keys which he had taken from Quilt Arnold, but, none of them would open it. Blue Ruin will do the job nicely. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. It did not shock her; it amazed her, interested her beyond measure. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. But a far greater affliction was in store for her. Henceforth Ruth would closely observe her fellow women and note the hang of their skirts. Now I’ll tell you what I propose. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. Most of the mob were armed with pikes, staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones.
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