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Harold Mellesh, minor clerk in an accident assurance society, having occasion to be present at a certain police court to give evidence in the matter of a smashed car, stood riveted by manifestations of the law entirely new to him. His eyes, blue and rather like those of a baby, were opened very widely, his ingenuous forehead wrinkled, his curly hair was moving on his scalp, his fists involuntarily clenching his straw hat. He had seen four ladies of the town dealt with -- three ‘jugged,' and one fined -- before his sensations reached their climax. Perhaps she was prettier than the others, certainly younger, and she was crying.
"First time you've been here -- two pounds, and ten shillings costs."