There are no funerals among the poor, only burials. I'm a poor nurse. But, this sad affair disposed of, I will not rest till I have avenged my murdered parents. The next door neighbor's dog, chained outside, let out a single bark, but was silent as soon as she turned in that direction, instinctively afraid. ’ ‘Believe me, she wouldn’t have cared. At last in a street near the Hampstead Road she hit upon a room that had an exceptional quality of space and order, and a tall woman with a kindly face to show it.
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