"I advised him not to trouble you farther about Jack Sheppard," answered the supposed janizary. Spit of your mother. But at length, there was a click, and with a swish, the panel of painted books swung outward from the wall. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things.
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