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CANTO XLVI.
Though the low moans of tormented souls disconcert him somewhat, Mr. Hunt courageously continues his journey.
The next district he explores is that one where the souls are frozen in cakes of ice. It is called the Cold-Storage Pit.
"People who warm up to us while we are successful, but turn cold in time of misfortune," are occupants of this region.
Mr. Hunt learns that this is the most densely crowded district in the whole Infernal Empire, and that it is being enlarged by three hundred acres to accommodate the many who unfortunately still roam the earth.
