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. To be alone with her, in idleness, was an intolerable thought. The bedding was removed; Mrs. Jonathan had to feel his way.
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