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 thought you were coming right across the Park. " "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed. "She has fallen into the villain's hands. " "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. But," said the fellow, with a laugh, "he soon contrived to make his way out on it, though. ’ ‘Pah!’ rejoined Melusine, apparently unconscious of echoing him. That would be an unkind twist of fate. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. ’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. With his black and gray hair, his gray-green eyes were a striking contrast and he looked even younger, as if he had been frozen at age thirty-three. ’ Melusine bit her lip on a sharp retort. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing.
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