Chap.

 1        6|        Maria Blond let slip a foul expression and vexed Lucy,
 2        7|  stood gazing upward amid the foul mud and faint decaying smell
 3        7|   What a nice world! It’s too foul!”~“By your leave!” shouted
 4        8| because she’s so lean! What a foul lot! What a foul lot!”~She
 5        8|       What a foul lot! What a foul lot!”~She was choking, and
 6        8|   quarter of an hour the same foul expression buffeted her,
 7       11|     him. One must be a pretty foul sort to let one’s name be
 8       13|   clock, whereupon, with many foul expressions, he departed,
 9       13|        And, besides, it’s too foul!”~And she spat and hiccuped
10       13|      em some crimes and other foul acts! They’d have stolen,