His eyes were fixed upon her face, but he opened his lips twice before he spoke. ‘You’ll come with us and get yourself safe back home to your convent, understand?’ ‘But wait,’ begged Melusine, hanging back. “Then you—you will?” A long pause. “Not a bit of it,” he said; “it’s only a score in a game. Why else?’ Gerald stared at her blankly. 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. He went to Harvard instead. The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture.
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