And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street to the police-station. It is you who took my name, not I yours. In each corner stood a stout square post reaching to the ceiling. Here," he added, throwing a handbill on the bed, "are the particulars of the burglary, with the reward for Jack's apprehension. He unhooked it from the front clasp. I looked up the 261 name Iovelli. My janizaries are without. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. Poor Ben was not so fortunate. The glance, which he threw at the door, was singularly expressive of his character: it was a mixture of alarm, effrontery, and resolution.
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