crime, like beasts to seek their prey! Women, fearsome
creatures, whose steps lead down to hell, to seek their male
companions.

Let us stand and watch!

Here comes a poor, smitten, wretched old man; see how he hugs the
rags of his respectability; his old frayed frock-coat is buttoned
tightly around him, and his outstretched hands tell that he is
eager for the least boon that pity can bestow. He has found that
the way of the transgressor is hard; he has kissed the bloom of
pleasure's painted lips, he has found them pale as death!

But others follow, and hurry by. And a motley lot they are;
figure and speech, complexion and dress all combine to create
dismay; but they have all one common characteristic. They want
money! and are not particular about the means of getting it.
Now issue forth an innumerable band who during the day have been
sleeping off the effects of last night's debauch. With eager
steps, droughty throats and keen desire they seek the wine cup
yet again.

Now come fellows, young and middle-aged, who dare not be seen by
day, for whom the police hold "warrants," for they have absconded
from wives and children, leaving them chargeable to the parish.

Here are men who have robbed their employers, here young people
of both sexes who have drained Circe's cup and broken their
parents' hearts.