Accordingly, when she arrived at the
Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she
was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw
at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small
room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something
to drink. However, confession of a fault makes half
amends for it. Go away,’ came fretfully from Prudence Sindlesham, and Melusine
heaved a sigh as she looked towards the butler, who was making his stately way
to the door. Mike and Shari got jobs as well. In and
out of consciousness she sailed, hearing voices from
memory that she could not distinguish from reality. Above was a spacious hall,
connected with it by a flight of stone steps, at the further end of which stood an
immense grated door, called in the slang of the place "The Jigger," through the
bars of which the felons in the upper wards were allowed to converse with their
friends, or if they wished to enter the room, or join the revellers below, they were
at liberty to do so, on payment of a small fine. But after all, what did it matter
whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and
one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. The world isn't real yet; she
hasn't comparisons by which to govern her acts. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent.
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