Pictures and Problems from London Police CourtsHolmes, Thomas
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Pictures and Problems from London Police Courts
Holmes, Thomas
Crime -- England -- London; Poor -- England -- London
I was in a difficult position. What was I to do with her? No home in
London or out of London would have her; to the workhouse she would not
go. Private lodgings were out of the question, as she might half murder
someone. There was only the choice of my own house or the streets, and
it took me two hours to decide which. Ultimately I took her with me,
trusting to my wife’s gentleness and sympathy to exercise a beneficial
influence upon her, though I had the consciousness that I was exposing
my wife to anxiety and danger that she ought not to undergo. But a
surprise awaited me. For the first two months she proved a treasure
and a help. She was a handy woman, and could do anything in the house
or with her needle. She was a woman of taste, and I had to get plenty
of fresh flowers with which she would decorate the table, etc.; for
she loved to arrange them. She liked to wait on my sons and to study
their appetites; she was always making something nice for this one
and something nice for the other. It was all right for the lads, but
the housekeeping expenses went up considerably. After two months I
noticed that she had quiet and moody times occasionally, at others an
increase in animal spirits. Sometimes I saw the old flash of temper,
and I began to be afraid. By degrees she began to speak insolently
to my wife, and I was vexed. She went out twice and got drunk, and I
had to carry her to bed. Still, I saw how hard she was trying to do
right and to acquire self-mastery. She had nowhere to go, and my wife
would not hear of her being sent away. One day, however, I heard her
grossly insult my wife, so I fetched her into my room, and this is what
happened. ‘Annie,’ I said, ‘I heard you insult my wife.’ ‘Well, what of
it?’ ‘Don’t do it again, or it will be the worse for you.’ ‘I am going
to do it now. I want to see what you will do,’ she said. ‘What do you
think I will do?’ ‘Send for a policeman, give me into custody, charge
me, charge me. You are no better than the others. I should like you to
do it.’ ‘No,’ I said, ‘I shall want no policeman for you. I can settle
you myself, and this is how I shall do it.’ I took her by the throat
and gave her a good shaking. When I let go of her, she looked at me and
I looked at her. I don’t think she was the least bit afraid of me, but
to say that she was surprised is to put it mildly. She was completely
astonished, and presently she said, ‘I did not think you could have
done that.’ ‘Oh, that’s not much,’ I said, ‘for I can do a great deal
more if there’s any necessity.’
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