Ruth decided to ignore the constable. He didn't have anything on her, and he just seemed to follow them to try to annoy them. Which he did. A lot. But she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing it.

Sam began to cry again, and she stopped, took a tart out of her pocket, split it in half, and handed him one half. "There, love, you'll get more later when the nasty constable buggers off." Then she reached out to give the other half to James.