The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. I've come to take you back home. Show him no quarter, Poll. Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought. Her grave fine face, her warm clear complexion, had already aroused his curiosity as he had gone to and fro in Morningside Park, and here suddenly he was near to her and talking freely and intimately. Detention would mean coming home late, which spelled distraction and trouble on the night of a kill.
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