Springing to his feet in an ecstasy of terror, he stumbled, and had well nigh realized his worst apprehensions. ” “I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get some such entanglement. She asked the inevitable question, the one she knew Michelle was waiting to field like a quarterback anticipating the pass. Perhaps she would have to charge this man and appear in a police-court next day. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s. ” He looked at Lucy. She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest explicit feelings possible. The prison was two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key; and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged some thousands of disorderly personages. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. " "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you.
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