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. ‘Not another caller will I receive this day. Even
her debt to him was a triviality now. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort
of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by
the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. “I
don’t mind, of course, your seeing her sometimes, still there are differences—
differences in social atmospheres. Let us pass,
Sir. Just what in the world was that about?
Before he could hazard a guess, Lucy looked back at him.
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