Oh!
[He puts his hat on fiercely.
Mr. Posket.
What are you going to do?
Cis.
Get my mother out first, and then break every bone in that magistrate’s body.
Mr. Posket.
Cis! Cis! he’s an unhappy wretch and he did his duty.
Cis.
His duty! To send another magistrate’s wife to prison! Guv, I’m only a boy, but I know what professional etiquette is! Come along! Which is the police station?