‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. Borne along by the current, Darrell was instantly at the boat's side. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. ‘You will arrest me? For—for—’ ‘Trespass, theft and spying,’ snapped Hilary. 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. He felt the first sting of the whip.
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