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. A. The women’s meeting was
much more charged with emotional force than the Socialists’. "Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street
towards Hatton Garden. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the
blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his
force against the stone. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well
as in the feet. ”
He awoke.
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