But you couldn't. “Ohmigod, Katy, you fucking killed her!” A trio of
girls sniggered. Without an idea where he was going, Jack pursued his way through the fields;
and, as he proceeded, the numbness of his limbs in some degree wore off, and
his confidence returned. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called
Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from
Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel,
skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint
George's Fields. It reminded her
viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the
pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. Then with an indescribable relief her
feet were on the pavement, and she was being urged along by two policemen,
who were gripping her wrists in an irresistible expert manner.
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