‘The outcome, I think, is in
very little doubt. But never mind that,"
said McClintock grinning as he drew the dish of bread-fruit toward him. ‘Come, cry
a truce. Is there anything you'd
like?"
"Books. I have heard of you from my husband. 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. She says
that everyone in the house makes too much noise, my
Dad snores, and that when the house is empty, the traffic
noise is nearly deafening. Your maid would not be of the least protection.
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