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expressionless. 'And what about the money I've been missing? I suppose you'll say you only borrowed that?' 'I never took no money.' 'Well, it's gone, and money doesn't go by itself. Take her to the police-station, officer.' Constable Plimmer raised heavy eyes. 'You make a charge, ma'am?' 'Bless the man! Of course I make a charge. What did you think I asked you to step in for?' 'Will you come along, miss?' said Constable Plimmer. * * * * * Out in the street the sun shone gaily down on peaceful Battersea. It was the hour when children walk abroad with their nurses; and from the green depths of the Park came the sound of happy voices. A cat stretched itself in the sunshine and eyed the two as they passed with lazy content. They walked in silence. Constable Plimmer was a man with a rigid sense of what was and what was not fitting behaviour in a policeman on duty: he aimed always at a machine-like impersonality. There were times when it came hard, but he did his best. He strode on, his chin up and his eyes averted. And beside him-- Well, she was not crying. That was something. Round the corner, beautiful in light flannel, gay at both ends with a new straw hat and the yellowest shoes in South-West London, scented, curled, a prince among young men, stood Alf Brooks. He was feeling piqued. When he said three o'clock, he meant three o'clock. It was now three-fifteen, and she had not appeared. Alf Brooks swore an impatient oath, and the thought crossed his mind, as it had sometimes crossed it before, that Ellen Brown was not the only girl in the world. 'Give her another five min--' Ellen Brown, with escort, at that moment turned the corner. Rage was the first emotion which the spectacle aroused in Alf Brooks. Girls who kept a fellow waiting about while they fooled around with policemen were no girls for him. They could understand once and for all that he was a man who could pick and choose. And then an electric shock set the world dancing mistily before his eyes. This policeman was wearing his belt; he was on duty. And Ellen's face was not the face of a girl strolling with the Force for pleasure. His heart stopped, and then began to race. His cheeks flushed a dusky crimson. His jaw fell, and a prickly warmth glowed in the parts about his spine. 'Goo'!' His fingers sought his collar. 'Crumbs!' He was hot all over. 'Goo' Lor'! She's been pinched!'
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