The policemen were closing in from the sides to intervene. "Your business, Sir?" returned the other, stiffly. Courtlaw rose to his feet. ‘Certainly I have them with me. She had been forced to buy herself that pair of boots and a walking-skirt, and the pearl necklace at the pawnbrokers’ had yielded very disappointingly. He glanced up. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. "Don't exchange glances with him under my very nose, woman!" shrieked Mrs.
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