Jack had well-nigh fallen too. No, not one little bit. So was I, in fact. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. ’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You must be got rid of, that is seen.
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