CHAPTER XCIV.
IN THE VAULTS.
“Who on earth would have thought of vaults like these in such a situation?” said the fruiterer.
“They are,” said Sir Christopher, “undoubtedly the remains of some public building, which probably at a very distant date has occupied the site above. They are well built, and really of considerable architectural beauty in some respects. I am quite pleased at the opportunity of seeing such a place.”
“It looks,” remarked the magistrate, “as though it had been long hidden from the world. It is such men as Sweeney Todd who find out more underground secrets in a month than we should in a lifetime; but I hope that we shall find out all his cleverness and most abhorrent iniquities now.”
The air in this stone place was by no means very bad, and indeed, after the vaults
