Mrs. Lovett

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Thomas Peckett Prest,  The String of Pearls; Or, The Barber of Fleet Street…

“ THE STRANGER AT LOVETT'S. Towards the dusk of the evening of that day, after the last batch of pies at Lovett's had been disposed of, there walked into the shop a man most miserably clad, and who stood for a few moments staring with weakness and hunger at the counter before he spoke. Mrs. Lovett was there, but she had no smile for him, and instead of its usual bland expression, her countenance wore an aspect of anger, as she forestalled what the man had to say, by exclaiming—
"Go away, we never give anything to beggars."
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Source: Gutenberg

Thomas Peckett Prest,  The String of Pearls; Or, The Barber of Fleet Street…

“ She's a very pleasant woman," said Mrs. Stag, after Mrs. Lovett had left; "she's a remarkably pleasant woman. What a delicious pie, to be sure!"
Mrs. Stag was deep in the mysteries of a yesterday's veal.
"It's very odd," added the laundress, as she wiped the gravy from the sides of her mouth; "it's very odd that Mrs. Lovett is so very particular in shutting up her parlour always, when she might know what a likely thing it is that anybody may want to look at the drawers and cupboards. It's a most remarkable thing to think what she can have there that she will lock up in such a way."
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Source: Gutenberg

Thomas Peckett Prest,  The String of Pearls; Or, The Barber of Fleet Street…

“ No one can be better pleased than I am to find you view things so reasonably. Send up the nine o'clock batch; and then wait patiently until I come to you."
"I will."
"Till then, good-night!"
Mrs. Lovett left the grating; and as she went up to the shop, she muttered to herself—
"They will, when they find him here, suspect he is an accomplice. Well, let them hang him, for all I care. What can it matter to me?"
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Source: Gutenberg

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