I was Annabel the rake, ‘Alcide’ of the music halls. They put her down, and she leaped at them; she smote a helmet to the ground. She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way. The latter formed by far the most knavish-looking and unprepossessing portion of the assemblage.
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