When London Sleeps — page 173: what you’re looking at

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168 ea “GO AND SIN NO MORE.” of their enemies. At first she despaired of recovering - that damaging piece of evidence. For there was no trace of where Queenie and her friends had gone. By a mere stroke of luck, however, she had caught sight of Mr. Fuller in the street, jumped into a -hansom, and tracked him to the villain St. John’s Wood. And now she was here to see what she could do. Even if she did not succeed, it was something to know Queente’s abode. She longed to pay the girl back, as she expressed it to herself, to see her humbled to the dust. But that was not the thing to be thought of now. Her role at present was to be humble and submissive. If she played her cards well, she felt sure she would win in the end. Queenie entered the room with a slight look of wonder in her blue eyes. She could not imagine who this lady to see her might be. “IT beg your pardon, madam,’’ she began. And then, recognizing her visitor, she stopped short and drew herself up proudly. ‘‘You here!”? ‘Yes, Queenie,’’ said Hilda, endeavoring to ap- pear friendly and remorseful. At the same time she held out her hand. But Queenie, with the same gesture that Hilda had used at Helliwell Mansion, put hers behind her back. ‘‘Don’t bear malice, Queenie,’’ said Hilda, with - anadmirable assumption of gentle pleading, Alhonee ; it ae ad was filled with age ~ comicbooks.com . t 4 aly i 7.7 A - é f - , eRe an) VY) > . > ’ F ; : De Ly rrr ite t > oS 4 we lt. i Peelild