Somewhat alarmed at his appearance, Thames laid his hand upon his sword. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs, carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. " "Ah!" ejaculated the widow, hiding her face. If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. I saw the motor dashed to pieces against the wall, and I saw him pitched on his head into the road. " "I'm convinced of it," replied Shotbolt; "and it was on that very account I came here.
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