I’m not half smart enough for the West End. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night. “No doubt about that, I fancy,” Meddoes answered lightly. You'll find her at Black Mary's Hole. A pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her. . The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street.
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