"Rowland," she said, in a faint voice, "I have not many minutes to live. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. I hated him. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to himself. To die intestate was unforgiveably irresponsible. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. This was the bitterest hour he had ever known. It must be sent home this evening.
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