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. She had begun alone. I mean Miss Charvill no harm. Arrived there, the porter thundered at the massive door of the Lodge, which was instantly opened—Shotbolt's note having been received just before. This smile was more harrowing even than her former rigid look. The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned.
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