CHAPTER X.
MY first few days' experience in my new position satisfied me that Doctor Dulcifer preserved himself from betrayal by a system of surveillance worthy of the very worst days of the Holy Inquisition itself.
No man of us ever knew that he was not being overlooked at home, or followed when he went out, by another man.

Peepholes were pierced in the wall of each room, and we were never certain, while at work, whose eye was observing, or whose ear was listening in secret.

Though we all lived together, we were probably the least united body of men ever assembled under one roof.

By way of effectually keeping up the want of union between us, we were not all trusted alike.

I soon discovered that Old File and Young File were much further advanced in the doctor's confidence than Mill, Screw, or myself.