A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. More strange stories were told of it than of any other house in London. A moment before he had been a strong man, she had been in his power, a poor helpless thing. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity.
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