I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. Mark you, she wasn’t the only one. “I did not,” Anna answered. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. “Fancy stabbing a man for jealousy!” she thought. Better come another morning. Maggot.
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