Jennie: 7 from 7 from 7 from 7

In response to a challenge forwarded by Simon Whaley, here are seven lines from the seventh page of Jennie, starting at the seventh line:
“I’m sorry, there’s no milk.  Matthew—” and his whore “Must have finished it.”
“That’s all right, Miss Hughes—Jennie—I may call you Jennie?”
“If you like, Mr Williams.  Will you sit down?”
“No, thanks, Jennie.  I’ve called about, well, it’s the rent, you see.”
“Oh.”
“It’s not been paid.”
“But I gave Matthew the money to give you…”

Twenty-seven pages on, Jennie's in jeopardy again (still?). Everyone wants something from her; generally the same thing. And they're all so big, too. Well, taller, anyway. She's now travelling with a borrowed champion bodybuilder and has managed to rescue her copy of Ali Smith's Hotel World, which is one of her favourite books, so she'll have something to read, if she ever gets the opportunity. Maybe her next chapter'll be quieter...