But if you fancy you have any legal right to bully us, you will find yourself in the wrong box.' "The truth and dignity of this staggered the policeman for a moment.
Under cover of their advantage my five persecutors turned for an instant on me faces like faces of the damned and then swished off into the darkness.

When the constable first turned his lantern and his suspicions on to them, I had seen the telegraphic look flash from face to face saying that only retreat was possible now.
"By this time I was sinking slowly to the pavement, in a state of acute reflection.

So long as the ruffians were with me, I dared not quit the role of drunkard.

For if I had begun to talk reasonably and explain the real case, the officer would merely have thought that I was slightly recovered and would have put me in charge of my friends.

Now, however, if I liked I might safely undeceive him.
"But I confess I did not like.