She had eaten them, murdered them routinely, and yet he loved her still. For if the likeness between the sisters was remarkable, the likeness between this girl and the poster which he had come from studying was more remarkable still. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. It has been proved. I have one shilling and sevenpence halfpenny left.
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