human
Gawd's troof! he ejaculated, stung to some show of feeling by this gruesome tale.
gpt
Ain't that orful! 'Oo'd 'ave thought it? I wouldn't spend a night down there fer a mint of money--would you, Guv'nor?
human
Not if I knows it. But no one never does go dahn very often, only ter the wine-cellar. See that door there? Open that and you'll find a set o' stairs leadin' right down inter the cellar, and the rest of the pleasant little dungeon-places where they used ter put bad men like you an' me, my boy. Orl right in daytime, er course, an' nothin' much ter see. And perfectly safe. 'Ave a squint, won' yer?--while I send a maid ter find yer gentleman. Quite a nifty little 'idin'-place 'twould be fer any one, but as safe as 'ouses in the daylight. _Go_ on. Ain't scared, are yer?