Chap.

1        2|      only just enough to buy thread with. Four queens, my dear.”~
2       10| color, embroidered with gold thread—a whole world of them stood
3       12|      him as it hung by a red thread between her breasts. Only
4       12|     morning, he had lost the thread of his thoughts and had
5       14|    before them again; a dull thread of coming ill possessed
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