Thanksgiving Day morning, Shari woke Lucy a half an
hour before the sounding of the alarm. Certainly as soon as I have found my right place at
Remenham House, I must find out everything. The chief scene of these disgusting orgies,—the cellar, just referred to,—was a
large low-roofed vault, about four feet below the level of the street, perfectly
dark, unless when illumined by a roaring fire, and candles stuck in pyramidal
lumps of clay, with a range of butts and barrels at one end, and benches and
tables at the other, where the prisoners, debtors, and malefactors male and
female, assembled as long as their money lasted, and consumed the time in
drinking, smoking, and gaming with cards and dice. I pledged my
thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as
good as my word. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the
horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t
remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. . "And someday let him
care for me!"
She sprang up, alarmed.
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