I'll take you in along o' me.

You'd never get in by yourself." They got out; and oh, the comfort of being in some one's charge, of having a determined man in uniform to look after one! And yet even now there was to Mrs.Bunting something dream-like, unsubstantial about the whole business.
"If he knew--if he only knew what I know!" she kept saying over and over again to herself as she walked lightly by the big, burly form of the police inspector.
"'Tisn't far--not three minutes," he said suddenly.

"Am I walking too quick for you, ma'am ?"' "No, not at all.

I'm a quick walker." And then suddenly they turned a corner and came on a mass of people, a densely packed crowd of men and women, staring at a mean-looking little door sunk into a high wall.
"Better take my arm," the inspector suggested.

"Make way there! Make way!" he cried authoritatively; and he swept her through the serried ranks which parted at the sound of his voice, at the sight of his uniform.
"Lucky you met me," he said, smiling.