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Is there no justice in either earth or heaven? It would seem not. For this very same cruel, unnatural brother now arrived legally entitled to beggar her posthumously and, if we had not already paid for her gravestone out of the petty cash --" "-- we chose 'Safe Harbour' for the epitaph --" "-- he'd have seen to it that good, kind, decent woman returned to the earth out of which she had been formed without so much as a pebble to mark her passage. "He couldn't stand the sight of us sitting there, eating food he thought belonged to him.
Now, Mr Walser, do not think I am a faint-hearted woman but although I knew very well it was all so much show, the black carriage, the mute, the prison chill, all the same she had some quality of the uncanny about her, over and above the illusion, so you did think that under those lugubrious garments of hers you might find nothing but some kind of wicked puppet that pulled its own strings. ' she says. But I thought of my little nephews and nieces who, that very minute, would be plaguing Lizzie for a bite of breakfast when we'd shared the last crust in the house at last night's supper, and I sang out: 'How about a bit on account, Madame Schreck?
Her backbone firmed up and she began to glow, again, quite brightly, as she wiped her mouth once more on her sleeve, leaving behind shining traces of bacon fat on the grubby satin. "As I was saying," she resumed, "we lived for a while at Isotta's in Battersea amid all the joys of home. And, an especial joy -- we were just a hop and a skip and a jump away from the good Old Vic at Waterloo where, at very reasonable prices, we perched up in the gods and wept at Romeo and Juliet, booed and hissed at Crookback Dick, laughed ourselves silly at Malvolio's yellow stockings --" "We dearly love the Bard, sir," said Lizzie briskly.