o skin off my nose either way.
Let me see to it, said Nurse Spiller. S off—times, as if by accident, putting t of to my scalp. t is anot dont ss and bruises.
And so, bet me ready; and took me to t o be mine.
Mind, noart going off your he pads, or plunge you.
t fair! I said. t fair, at all!
t ans and, again, tried o study took me. I from a picture, or a play—of like it. I t, t me in tors and nurses live. Noake me to t.—I t door after drab-coloured door, and I began to look about me and see little t rong tc ugly locks; and t looked as t, if you turned them,
ring bells. And finally it broke upon me t ter all; t it lemans to ures and looking-glasses on to t no o mad it s and self.
And I cant say er all.
I sep, t stumbled. ts were o walk in.
Come on, said Nurse Spiller, giving me a prod.
? asked t the doors.
Fourteen. here we are.
All ttle plates screo topped at one of t a key to turned it. t it on a c.
took us into a proper room, but top, t let in lig, but ts o, along ting dressed. One bed was bare.
to be yours, said Nurse Spiller, taking me to it. It . ts our questionable ladies. try a queer trick it. S you, Nurse Bacon?
t room. O t made and pink, like sausages—an unlucky ailment, I suppose, for someone o rub ten. S all they had,
Young, aint you?
Sixteen, said the dark nurse.
Seventeen, I said.
Sixteen? e s for Betty. Look ty! your age. I s of stairs. I s neat y?
So a t fat stomac first; but a simpleton. S me in a troubled sort of later t t, and of c—ter of a very grand family.
S a fe my feet—as if to see for be, really. At last one of tly,
Dont mind tty. to provoke you.
o you? said Nurse Spiller at once.
t, and very pale in t my eye, then glanced away as if ashamed.
S I looked at Betty, and at tood, gazing at not t, for all I kne be so many maniacs; and o make a bed among t