human
This isn't the place where I found myself,
gpt
No, I suppose not, remarked the inspector.
human
This is fresh water, from a spring somewhere, and through that ancient culvert there's probably a communication with the main sewer. When you fell, you were swept down there and out into the main sewer at once--like a good many others who have come down here. It's an awful death-trap. Look up there,
gpt
Don't you see that a bar of iron has been driven into the wall--and driven there recently, too, or it would have rusted away long ago in this damp.
human
Well?
gpt
That's been put there so that the victims, in falling from the great height, should strike against it and be rendered unconscious before reaching the water. Look. There's a bit of white stuff on it now--like silk from a lady's evening dress!