‘You don’t know him. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. 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. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. We WERE thieves.
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