At last there is a lair found out where Toughy, or the Tough Subject, lays him down at night; and it is thought that the Tough Subject may be Jo. Comparison of notes between Mr. Snagsby and the proprietress of the house--a drunken face tied up in a black bundle, and flaring out of a heap of rags on the floor of a dog-hutch which is her private apartment--leads to the establishment of this conclusion. Toughy has gone to the doctor's to get a bottle of stuff for a sick woman but will be here anon.
"And who have we got here to-night?" says Mr. Bucket, opening another door and glaring in with his bull's-eye. "Two drunken men, eh? And two women? The men are sound enough," turning back each sleeper's arm from his face to look at him. "Are these your good men, my dears?"

At last there is a lair found out where Toughy, or the Tough Subject, lays him down at night; it is thought that he may be Jo. The proprietress of the house says Toughy has gone to the doctor's to get a bottle of stuff for a sick woman but will be here soon.
"And who have we got here tonight?" says Mr. Bucket, opening another door and glaring in with his lantern. "Two drunken men, eh? And two women? Are these your good men, my dears?"
