There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. After all, life had still its pulsations. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. Eating him while he was at the end of a heroin binge left her sleepy and dazed. She doubted how she stood toward him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door.
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