When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons
the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the
Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and
motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace
Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of
those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up
from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining
overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs,
carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. "Don't go, I beg of you!" she implored. He addressed the boy as Jay. ”
“For the others,” Annabel said tearfully, “that is well enough. ‘Again?’ Another simple parry. ‘Certainly no one will find it. ‘Always he is busy about
my affairs. But I'll
tell e'e what we might do——"
The young man heard no more. In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more
commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers.
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