And then the sound stopping, and the shout from the mob.

I got into the middle of the ring somehow, and I saw you, I saw you, my little darling.

Your hand was clenched, and the fellow who had dared to insult you went down with that blow you gave him to the ground.

Didn't your eyes flash fire, and the flickering light from that fishmonger's shop opposite lit up your hair and your pale face.

You looked half like a devil, but you were beautiful, you were superb.