"To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief. The boy was coming around. The major’s hand stilled. “They might do you good,” she remarked. 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. "Perhaps you could point out such a party, Mr. Confidence in himself would strengthen him.
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