Thought I'd go and see for myself what this meant.

No idea before how far the thing had gone, or what brutes the police could be.

Had a sort of notion, don't know why, that dear old Viv would be in it, up to the neck.

Got mixed up in the crowd and helped a woman or two out of it.

Lady Feenix--they said it was--picked up some and took 'em into her motor.