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Gissing, George, 1857-1903

"The Unclassed"

How
did they know that I was here? O God, I am lost!"
They could hear the knocking below repeated. Paul hurried down the
stairs, followed by his wife, whom Theresa in vain tried to hold
back He knew the way to the door which led into the garden, and
opening this, sprang into the darkness. Scarcely had he taken a
step, when strong arms seized him.
"Hold on!" said a voice. "You must come back with me into the
house."
At the same moment there was a shriek close at hand, and, as they
turned to the open door, Paul and his captor saw Emily prostrate on
the threshold, and Miss Bygrave stooping over her.
"Better open the front door, ma'am," said the police officer, "and
ask my friend there to come through. We've got all we want."
This was done, and when Emily had been carried into the house, Paul
was led thither also by his captor. As they stood in the hall, the
second officer drew from his pocket a warrant, and read it out with
official gravity.
"You'll go quietly with us, I suppose?" he then said.
Paul nodded, and all three departed by the front door.
It was midnight and before Mrs. Enderby showed any signs of
returning consciousness. Miss Bygrave and Maud sat by her bed
together, and at length one of them noticed that she had opened her
eyes and was looking about her, though without moving her head.


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