Clubs
HOW am I to put it modestly? Yes, I have obtained the undeserved honour of being introduced into some of the most exclusive London clubs, a thing that does not happen to every wayfarer, and I will endeavour to describe what it is like there. There is one, the name of which I have forgotten, and I do not even know in which street it is situated. But they led me through a mediæval passage, then to the left and to the right, and again in yet another direction, till we reached a house with completely blank windows, and then inside, where it resembled a shed, and from there into a cellar, and there was the club; there were boxers and authors and pretty girls, oak tables and a clay floor, a mere handful of a place, a fantastic and terrible den; I
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