“No, I thank you; I don’t care about going into any of these dens of vice and sin.”
| “‘Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen,’” |
repeated the captain with dramatic force.
| “‘But seen too oft——’ |
You needn’t see it but once. Don’t you want to see the lions of the metropolis?”
“Don’t object to the lions; but, in my opinion, you will find only the donkeys in there.”
“I will go in for a moment,” replied Somers, who did not like to seem over-squeamish.
They entered this outer gate to ruin. There was a bar at the end next to the street, while at the other end a band of music was playing the national airs. It looked like a very pleasant place to the young lieutenant, who had never entered one of these saloons before.