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I wish I had a few here." "You have not heard the last of your merry-making yet," said Fischelowitz, who was standing in the doorway. "If I had not got you out this morning you would still be in the police-station." "There is something in that," observed Schmidt. "If he were not out, he would still be in." "Well, if I were, I should still be asleep," said Dumnoff.
He went from one wharf to another, started to hire a yacht and go in pursuit, but gave up the plan. Then he went to the police-station. "The police reckoned it was some of them burglars had took it. The fellers that have been breakin' into houses on Little Duck." "They've ketched them fellers," said the hotel man. "Ketched 'em?" "Yes. Got 'em last night, breakin' into a house in Bailey's Harbor.
Starmidge hastily pulled some garments about him, and flinging a travelling-coat over his shoulders, hurried downstairs, to find a sleepy-looking policeman in the hall. "How did this man get here at this time of night?" he asked, as they set off towards the police-station. "Came in a taxi-cab from Ecclesborough," answered the policeman. "I haven't heard any particulars, Mr.
With this cryptic utterance Mr. Killick sank into a corner of the cab, where he remained, evidently lost in thought, until, nearly an hour later, they pulled up at the door of the police-station. Within five minutes they were closeted with the chief men there amongst whom were Ayscough and the detective from New Scotland Yard.
Leave me for a single night, and I go to the nearest police-station and tell all I know about you. If I wasn't a fool I'd do it now. But I've hungered and worked for seven years, and now it's time my husband did something for me. 'You always had a head for argument, Clara, he replied coolly. 'But I can't get over that dream of mine. Really a queer thing, wasn't it?
"Oh, my daughter!" cried Potts. "Will you still be relentless?" "Help me!" cried Beatrice, and she opened the cab-door. "The policeman can do nothing," said Potts. "You are not of age. He will not dare to take you from me." "I implore you," cried Beatrice, "save me from this man. Take me to the police-station any where rather than leave me here!"
You will find me at the police-station." "We shall look in on our way to the train," answered Holmes. A moment later he and I were back in the front room, where the impassive lady was still quietly working away at her antimacassar. She put it down on her lap as we entered and looked at us with her frank, searching blue eyes.
"My God!" muttered Paul de Virieu. "Do you not understand, Chester, what happened to-night? They meant to kill her!" "To kill her?" repeated Chester incredulously. Then there came over him a rush and glow of angry excitement. Good God! If that was the case they ought to have driven back at once to the Lacville police-station! "Sylvia!" he exclaimed. "Rouse yourself, and tell us what took place!
"Now, look here, Toad!" said the Rat sharply: "as soon as we get to the town, you'll have to go straight to the police-station and see if they know anything about that motor-car and who it belongs to, and lodge a complaint against it. And then you'll have to go to a blacksmith's or a wheelwright's and arrange for the cart to be fetched and mended and put to rights.
Before the evening of Wednesday the 20th, we passed through Kyneton, and found ourselves in the little village of Carlshrue, where we passed the night. Here is a police-station, a blacksmith's, a few stores and some cottages, in one of which we obtained a comfortable supper and beds. A lovely view greeted us at sunrise.