Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 47 of 218
A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 47: what you’re looking at
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A SERVANT OF SATAN, 39 With ashriek of horror Rose made a sudden dart forward, but has not got far before she is seized by the hair with such force as to throw her on the pavement. Picking her up again, the Agents-des-Mceurs call a passing night cab, and, bundling the now fainting woman into it, order the coach- man to drive to the police station. On arriving at the police station Rose was roughly dragged from the cab by the two Agents des Mceurs and thrust into the ‘* Violon’’—a filthy cell which was already crowded with a score or two of drunk and disorderly women. The atmosphere which reigned in the place was indescribably horrible and nauseating; and the shrieks, the yells, and the disgusting songs and discordant cries of its occupants were only interrupted from time to time when the door was opened to give admittance to some fresh samples of the feminine scum of the Paris streets. Such was the pandemonium in which the Countess von Wald- “berg passed the first night after being driven Out of her luxuriously appointed home in the Avenue Friedland. “x x * * of x x When at length day began to dawn through the iron grating of the solitary window of the cell, she breathed a sigh of relief. ‘The scene around her was one fit to figure in ‘* Dante’s Inferno.” Every imaginable type of woman seemed to be assembled within the circumscribed limits of those four grimy walls, from the demi-mondaine in silks and satins who had been run in for creating a disturbance at Mabille, down to the old and tattered ragpicker who had been arrested for drunkenness; from the bourgeoise who had been discovered in the act of betraying her hus- band, down to the ordinary street-walker, who had been caught abroad without her police livret. Here and there, too, were a shoplifter, a donne who had assaulted her mis- tress, and a market woman who, in a moment of fury, had — ECOmMmIcboo <S) (G(@) we) Pe)