“We’re here to take your foster daughter down to the station to ask her a few questions sir. That’s as far as we go. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face. The Iron Bar. The man lingered. "Ah! now we come to business," returned Jonathan, rubbing his hands, gleefully. The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion.
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