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EvelineYou are right, your mother must not know. Leave it to me. You have done quite right to come to me." The magistrate touched his gong. The Inspector entered. He laid a sheet of parchment and an oval badge with a strap on the table. He stood awaiting orders. "Walker, please bring that cabman in here and leave us together." A few seconds later the driver with the hare-lip stood before the police magistrate. His old air of insolent triumph had given place to a pallid and dejected look which plainly told his tale of apprehension and alarm. Sir Langham glanced at the parchment. "This is your license is it, my man? I see it has one endorsement already. You have been here before." "It wasn't my fault, please your worship." "Of course not. The present business is, however, likely to have considerably more serious consequences for you. This young lady charges you with demanding a sum of ten pounds from her under a threat. Now, do you know where that takes you, my man? If proved, it means under the new act six months if I have the case before me, but-stop! Listen-don't interrupt ...» |
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