Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. ’ ‘It is you who will get the head blown off,’ threatened the young lady fiercely. But it is not entirely without hope, for perhaps they may find some succour with Charvill. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. Scissors with which to cut her hair, just in case. Ye gods! what a wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. There it is. But it would be too risky. ‘There you have soldiers. You, for instance, you live, you are not afraid to live.
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