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"To tell the truth, Miss Cahoon," he declared, "I have been rather fearful of this pet infant of ours. I didn't know what sort of helpless creature he might have coaxed into roaming loose with him in the wilds of Europe. I expected another babe in the woods and I was contemplating cabling the police to look out for them and shoo away the wolves. But he'll be all right now.
She had a husband now; she had married in the spring an ex-journeyman cabinetmaker, who recently left the army, and who had applied to be admitted into the police, because a post of that kind is more to be depended upon and more respectable. She had been out to buy the mackerel for him. "He adores mackerel," said she. "We must spoil them, those naughty men, mustn't we? But come up.
But never before had the tumult attained such proportions, never had the complaints been better founded, never had the intervention of the police been more necessary. But there was some excuse for the members of the Weldon Institute. They had been attacked in their own house.
The servant looked strangely at Raskolnikoff, while he fixed a despairing glance upon the porter. "Here is a notice for you from the office," said the latter. "What office?" "The police office." "What for?" "I don't know. You are summoned there, go." The porter looked anxiously at the lodger, and turned to leave. Raskolnikoff made no observation, and held the paper unopened in his hand.
A literary fraud of this magnitude is rarely attempted. A man must be conscious of being supported by the forces of a corrupt ecclesiastical literary police before venturing on a transaction of this kind. No shame can touch the President of the "Academy of the Industrious." His book has the triple Imprimatur of Rome.
"Yes; the poor ignorant people here believe that she has the power to do them harm; and in spite of all Mr Maxted tells them, he cannot shake their faith." "What shall you do now, uncle?" "Nothing, my boy, upon second thoughts. I am afraid we should not be able to prove that this young scoundrel did the mischief without calling in the police, and that I am very loth to do."
I might not have found the tiny thing there for weeks as a matter of fact I did find it two days after Manderson was dead but a police search would have found it in five minutes.
"Poor devil, he can't help himself; he must do what the police order him to do, while he is in Russia." "I'll get my things and go into an ordinary first class carriage. When I pass this door, you must get your belongings and come and find me. There is still time, and I don't want the conductor to see us together." "Very well," said the young man with exemplary obedience.
On my arrival in the town where, by the way, it was my habit to pass all my holidays I found the Nihilist community, many of whose members were old friends of mine, in serious trouble. The police had just been making a terrible raid among them. Many had been arrested. The others, under strict surveillance, were daily expecting to be arrested in their turn.
Morton all day yesterday, not here to-day. By the afternoon every one in Brighton knew that a fellow-resident had mysteriously disappeared from or in the city. "A couple of days, then another, elapsed, and still no sign of Mr. Morton. The police were doing their best.
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