[…] where of his cruell rage Nigh dead with feare, and faint astonishment, Shee found them both in darkesome corner pent;

Her last words to him: Don’t hurt anyone else. But did she mean: Don’t hurt me. / That wasn’t a goodbye. It was a badbye.

First notice days differ depending on the commodity.

The affair of the chaplaincy remained a sore point in his memory as a case in which this petty medium of Middlemarch had been too strong for him.