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. "Hear me out," said Jonathan. "Ja, ja, Muntmeester," said the Hollander, shaking his head in reply;—"very bad
—very. God is a jealous God, and He turned upon me
relentlessly. Women are not in the world
in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. His father and mother are gone now. She looked up quickly. Dump
popped his head into the cage. ’
About to hurry from the little parlour, Melusine remembered Mrs Ibstock.
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