Emesis

…room announced itself with the most indescribably disgusting reek, such that I doubted my ability to investigate without emesis. However, from professional habit I girded my loins and entered the room, and my eyes alighted upon a roll of toilet paper resting on a low stool next to the seat upon which Mr Vagus had been accustomed to take his easement. Upon first examination, the roll in question was covered…

…put to the necessity of halting in order to perform oblations at the various shrines of the goddess Emesis, which her worshippers maintained about the place. Reaching, a short way before the summit of that sacred mount, the lock-up aforesaid, Mr Francis MacMahon heaved upwards the great aluminium shutter, which the bilious light of the street illuminations disclosed to have been adorned with sundry revolutionary proclamations. Within that grotto, a…