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"Let me see him. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder. It is no fault of your own that you are not at this moment standing there with your head blown off. Or become a thorough-going typist and stenographer and secretarial expert. While they were thus occupied, a maid-servant entered the room, and stated that a person was without who had a packet for Captain Darrell, which must be delivered into his own hands. You need only answer me truthfully and you have nothing to fear. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs, carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge.
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