CANTO XLI.

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Up through the Stygian darkness a terrible tumult of voices smites the ear of the explorer. Peering down the jaws of a deep pit he sees the souls of the bucket-shop gamblers.

Through the flickering red light that pervades this region the explorer makes his way to the next district.

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THE BUCKET-SHOP GAMBLERS.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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