‘Did you see the man?’ Gerald asked. The arrested women were herded in a passage of the Panton Street Police-station that opened upon a cell too unclean for occupation, and most of them spent the night standing. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. Your life is like a funeral March.
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