We can’t even protect them from themselves. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. It wasn’t clear to me that I had to explain. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. He hadn't patrolled old Pell Street as a plain clothes man without getting a glimmer of the ancient truth that East is East and West is West.
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