A few minutes later, and the miserable crowd of depraved human beings had been absorbed again into cellar and garret, hovel and rookery, to take up the thread of their evil and sensual lives, and to plot wickedness, and to prey upon and deprave each other--to dwell as to their inner and real lives among infernals, to be in hell as to their spirits, while their bodies yet remained upon the earth.
Pinky and her rescuer passed down the street for a short distance until they came to another that was still narrower.

On each side dim lights shone from the houses, and made some revelation of what was going on within.

Here liquor was sold, and there policies.

Here was a junk-shop, and there an eating-saloon where for six cents you could make a meal out of the cullings from beggars' baskets.

Not very tempting to an ordinary appetite was the display inside, nor agreeable to the nostrils the odors that filled the atmosphere.