We have come to the conclusion, Brendon and I, that Mrs. ’ ‘But what of justice?’ asked Lucilla, evidently dazed. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him. She chuckled. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. 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 stepped on to the pavement almost before him, and his blood turned almost to ice as he saw that she was not alone.
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