She's one of 'em that's starving." By this time they had reached the policy-office.

It was in a small room on the third floor of the back building, yet as well known to the police of the district as if it had been on the front street.

One of these public guardians soon after his appointment through political influence, and while some wholesome sense of duty and moral responsibility yet remained, caused the "writer" in this particular office to be arrested.
He thought that he had done a good thing, and looked for approval and encouragement.

But to his surprise and chagrin he found that he had blundered.

The case got no farther than the alderman's.