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They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone
steps of the flat. “You did a great job on my concerto today. She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be
drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual
being. 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. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode
past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. She was
dressed as English girls do dress for town, without either coquetry or harshness:
her collarless blouse confessed a pretty neck, her eyes were bright and steady,
and her dark hair waved loosely and graciously over her ears.
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