“One hardly knows—all the time. However, it don't signify. It makes me want to be just everything I
CAN be to you. To
write under a pseudonym!—to be forced to disown his children! He could not
write under his own name, enjoy the fruits of fame should these tales prove
successful. But I can't account for it!"
"At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter
imprecation. 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 wonder what you could do?” he said. \" He rose and
departed.
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