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The New Magdalen

CHAPTER XXVII
12/45

I was half dead with starvation; the rain was falling; the night was coming on.

I begged--openly, loudly, as only a hungry child can beg.

An old lady in a carriage at a shop door complained of my importunity.

The policeman did his duty.

The law gave me a supper and shelter at the station-house that night.


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