He stepped inside the passage, and waited while Mrs. Preedy went downstairs--now with a brisker step--and returned with a glass of liquor, which he emptied at a gulp. Thus refreshed, he gave the usual policeman's pull at his belt, and with a "thank 'ee," stepped outside the street door. "A fine night," he said. "Yes," said Mrs. Preedy. "But dark." "Yes," acquiesced Mrs. Preedy, with a slight shudder, "but dark. 'As anythink been discovered?" with another shrinking glance at No. 119. "Nothing." "'As nobody been took up?" she asked. "No," replied the policeman. "One man come to the station last night and said he done it; but he had the delirium trimmings very bad, and we found out this morning that he was in Margate at the time. So of course it couldn't have been him." "No," said Mrs. Preedy, "but only to think of it--though it's more than two months ago--sends the cold shivers over me." "Well, don't you be frightened more than you can help. _I'll_ look after you." "Thank you," she said. "Good night." "Good night." She closed the door and crept down to her kitchen, and sat down once more to a perusal of the newspaper. There were other papers on the table at which she occasionally glanced, and also a quarto bill printed in large type, with a coat of arms at the top, which caused her to shudder when her eyes lighted on it; but this one paper which she read and re-read in anguish and tribulation of soul, appeared to enchain her sole attention and sympathy. The quarto bill was carefully folded, and what was printed thereon was concealed from view; but its contents were as vivid in Mrs. Preedy's sight as they would have been if they had been printed in blood. The truth was, Mrs. Preedy was in trouble. A terrible misfortune had fallen upon her, and had occasioned a shock to her nervous system from which she declared she could never recover. But even this affliction might have been borne (as are many silent griefs from which, not unfrequently, the possessors contrive to extract a sweet and mournful consolation), had it not been accompanied by a trouble of a more practical nature. Mrs. Preedy's means of livelihood were threatened, and she was haunted by grim visions of the workhouse.