But to-night the big annex
glared with light, and the air about it was full of a dull, hoarse,
insistent clamour that swelled all at once to a chorus of discordant
shrieks and frenzied cries.
"Ah!" quoth the Spider sagely, "hark to 'em howl! That means some guy's
gettin' his, alright. Listen to 'em; they love t' get blood for their
entrance money, an' they're sure gettin' it. Some one's bein' knocked
out--come on!"
It was a dark night, for there was no moon and the stars were hidden;
thus, as Ravenslee followed the Spider, he found himself stumbling over
the uneven ground of a vacant lot, a lonely place beyond which lay the
distant river. At last they reached various outbuildings, looming up
ugly and ungainly in the dimness.
"Say, bo," said the Spider, stopping suddenly at a small and narrow
door, "you'd best wait here and lemme go first."
"No, we'll go together."
"Right-o, only be ready to make a quick get-away!"
So saying, the Spider opened the door and, closely followed by
Ravenslee, stepped into a dimly-lit passage thick with the blue vapour
of cigars and cigarettes.
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