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“There is something which I must say to you. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero. Accordingly, he stopped the coach, dismounted, and hastened towards the assemblage, which, he was glad to find, consisted chiefly of a posse of watchmen and other guardians of the night. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. “Through there,” he said, and pointed with the pamphlet he was carrying. 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 have a weapon—a knife—and if you attempt to open the door, will plunge it to my heart. "You have," rejoined Jonathan, laying a forcible grasp on his shoulder. “I believe so. " Jonathan raised his bludgeon, but controlled himself by a powerful effort.
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