When London Sleeps — page 133: what you’re looking at

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abi Aes % gh 4, y eae tas ee THE SCENT OF DANGER. ‘‘Here’s where she’s gune to—Helliwell Mansion, Pace street, Piccadilly.” : To Mrs. Jones and Carrie this was an address and nothing. more, but to Mr. Fuller it opened up the most terrible possibilities. For once, the lawyer was shaken out of his usual calmness. “Good Heavens!’ he exclaimed, excitedly. *“Then the matter is far more serious than I im- agined, and the girl is in deadly peril.’’ There was something in his manner that was even more terrifying than his words, and the others, pale with apprehension, gathered about him. ‘““What do you mean?’’ they demanded in unison. Mr. Fuller did not keep ,them in suspense, but at _ olice imparted to them the information he possessed. -“*Helltwell Mansion is notorious as one of the worst of all the aristocratic dens of infamy in Lon- don. Itis frequented by the most debauched, and only this morning the papers declare that it’s exist- ence is a crying shame and tec 1 to the e _ yourselt Vay taney Pt i ee metropolis. ’? Mrs. Jones and Carrie shrank back in horror at the thought of Queenie in such a place. But upon Sammy Blythe’s homely face was a look of new found determination that made it almost handsome. “That's good enough for me !?? he exclaimed. ‘“Good-by, Carrie.’ Carrie, who understood what was in his mind, rushed to him, and caught him by the arm. “sammy, don’t be a fool,’’ she said in a trem- j c y : Lo Neds bok Poe ae wii fa ae ea ae 1% i ries "we / / \ 4 € fe" ry re iG 1 . = Mie wae et FA 7 ay ht | “ he 7 } Coal © * Te © Ate? é , 48 0) “ * 4 ; oh (i f} NA ay “y it 2% V5 * dy < eee & TA 4 / oi j t J . Ley ey : Ft ru lay rey ta A : A ve i A Res e Lam ul A ey n,. A{ Var . sf ¥ As 1 1 Pay ger De 4 os. & 7 vf we Fai wai Soe be A A Sad Ft ee uy id Woah (Pie 59 iB ig Mali ve pes A etd FI | ‘ | ik m Boer (S.com