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I feel it, srange as mine. You . Its sucing thing. I never—
It s Mr Rivers, I said.
Does it?
I t must.
I dont kno know.
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Dont be frig once. For I kne snt be t. Say s so frightened she cried off marrying him?
ts . I t I must so do it, or . So, I kissed oucouc ting of our mout t corners of our lips—touco and s of turning solid and growing quick, under my hand.
So sill afraid. to soo. I forgot to tleman, after t. I t only of ears, I kissed them away.
You pearl, I said. So we she was! You pearl, you pearl, you pearl.
It o say, in t o do. But next morning I rips of grey ligains of t I , My God. Maud lay, still sleeping, ogetoo, and I brougo touc. took t smelt of of t . Being fetc. Did cell you it comes on you like a sneeze; but a sneeze is noto it, not all—
I s tip of one finger to my tongue. It tasted sharp—like vinegar, like blood.
Like money.
I gre. I got up, not looking
at to my room. I began to feel ill. Perer seemed to sting. I ed. I sloo o fasten trings of dress. I ied t.
I sa, and my insides s wed o mine, I looked away.
I looked ao speak. Sc t s came, er: I stood pulling clot at t. Maud kept to left. I put out a goticoats and s out er.
ill you come, I said, so I may dress you?
Sood, and slooo hard.
I covered it up. S opped me. S ress, after all! But, so tood dorembling of my fingers against say. Only w finis co search for words. She said,
a t I?
You did, I said. My voice was shaking. No dreams.
No dreams, s t one. I t, Sue
S ing. I sa in . Mine beat to matc, my very turned in my
breast; and I t if I o me t back; and everyt knoo keep e. e miged Gentleman. I migo Lant Street—
But if I did t, s for t of telling rutrembled do it. Soo simple. Soo good. If tain upon —! But t crimson bruise. A single k