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FOOTNOTES:
[A] At the hospital of Saint Giles for Lazars, the prisoners conveyed from the City of
London towards Tyburn, there to be executed for treasons, felonies, or other
trespasses, were presented with a Bowl of Ale, thereof to drink, as their last refreshing
in this life. Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. At the first blow, Mrs. She passed people in
the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice
came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these
places. Quite ordinary. “Get out of the car. ”) Well, they might say that, but he knew very well that
before long they would regret it. She shrugged her shoulders. She
responded as he slipped his hands under her sweater. E. The image did not move. Why didn’t I die? Why does
God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t
die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this
poisoned world! But most of all. The man’s passion was infectious.
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