Though Gerald must suppose it was inevitable she should eventually come here. A large body of the constables of Westminster next made their appearance, the chief of whom entered the Lodge, where they were speedily joined by the civic authorities. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. ” He was suddenly resentful. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart.
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