It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. ‘What?’ ‘Nothing,’ snapped Roding, with an odd look at his bride to be that Gerald could not interpret. "My name is Kneebone," added the portly personage, stepping forward. "Be silent," said Jonathan, in a menacing whisper.
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