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Lucy looked at her
reflection with a measure of awe. But they did not
know how good she was, how perfect she was. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. All the initial confidence in
herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack. That night, she
hunted the alleyways of the old town. ”
“And they go?”
“When they get the chance. But it was clear she was in no mood for Teddys. 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.
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