But some day or other it was bound to come--that accidental confrontation which might mean his arrest.
He walked swiftly until he reached the avenue.

It was a part of London that he did not know, and appeared quite deserted.

He wondered which way he should turn to get back to that area of London where he usually sought a bed.
As he stood there glancing about him irresolutely, his eye caught a glimpse of somebody walking swiftly along--a slight girlish figure dimly visible in the dark vista of the empty street.

There was something familiar in the girl's outline--something which caused his heart to give a great maddening jump.

As he looked she turned into one of the converging streets.
He raced up the broad road, indifferent at that moment whether the eyes of all the policemen in London were upon him.