‘Or do I arrest you and have these soldiers march you off to gaol?’ A sweep of his arm indicated the array of military strength on the benches, every eye of which was trained on the little scene being enacted before them. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. He then made off. Only last night she saw me, and there was horror in her eyes. They were loath to admit to the public that the case would be closed in a few years for sheer lack of forensic evidence. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it.
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