e, and a younger—getting out, and o and, tearing t of my o tcicular baby t is to turn out fair, like airs. I said, quot;ake o s a name for a lady after all. Remember your ; quot;Remember yours!quot; take it, and bring it do in ty cot. . .
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My o is made by my palms. t lengthens. Mrs Sucksby leans closer.
Dear girl, s you say a o us? Soucill I speak or move. s, ratures to Rics before me.
You understand, Maud, rying to see about my fingers, your mot your uncle. Your life t you to live, but Sues; and Sue lived yours ...quot;
t dying men see, played before tness, ton of ring of beads, my uncles naked eyes, t and useless, like ter. I suts. But, back. I am not errible laug be gly.
O t! tare? are you gazing at? Do you suppose a girl is sitting girl is lost! Sripped we! Se as a page of paper! Sed—
I try to take a breat as t does not come. I gasp, and sands and ches.
No madness, Maud, aste. Remember. You no close to my face. Dear girl— But I ser still—a er—and I jerk, as a fis jerk on to my bag and grope inside it, bring out my bottle of medicine: s times, into to my lips. I taste it, t my o my mout kno at lengt t covers t my s. I lie—still tcime to time, in ch me.
Presently, tle nearer. Noly, are you better, darling? I do not ans o go, and let her sleep?
Sleep be damned, ill believe s aps my face. Open your eyes, he says.
I say, I aken them from me.
c s better. Notle more
for you to kno a little more, and ten to me. Listen! Dont ask me, to, I s t. Do you feel trikes me. Very good.
t so mig ried to c.
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