"
"Stop!" cried Jonathan, who did not care to push matters too far, "let me have a
word with you, Mr. There was also a curious interview at a big hotel with a middle-aged,
white-powdered woman, all covered with jewels and reeking of scent, who
wanted a Companion. . ”
She stopped abruptly, and turned about toward the front door. The freezing water reached her chin and she felt the heat
of her body dispersing, creating a disappearing patch of
warmth as her limbs froze. Sadly, the
Christmas break came to an end. Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. 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.
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