A-Alice. She, she was my dearest friend, but she passed away last Christmas.
She was Augustus Stinch's last maid, but she was very, very sick and he worked her oh so hard. I took the death badly, so yes - I suppose I did want revenge on that cruel, cruel man.
He had no right to treat people the way he did, and throw away lives as if they had no value.
I took up this wretched job and vowed revenge. I was planning his demise this evening - poetic, since Alice died a year ago today. But unfortunately I didn't get my chance. My recipe for murder can be found elsewhere.
Still! Him being dead is the best gift I could have received.