too late. I still said, to everyone I e in my rig I ake— t I Maud Rivers, and must be let out at once. But I said it so often, t—like coins losing too muc. One day at last, I again; and t me in pity.
I t t you see, Im afraid you must be mad, since you are us all. You need only look about you. You need only look at yourself.
S, as before, sy; topped, t, I could not say in look, to otie kept no looking-glasses, for fear t smas seemed to me no t time I my o Mrs Creams— at Mrs Creams?—le mirror. I put my o my eyes. tain of it. o taken it from me—and taken, too, Mauds mot —tead— I looked do myself, at tartan dress and rubber boots. I used to t t see tter. t to cting a little to t of looked into t was dark, and sopped, and her face.—I blinked. She blinked. She was me.
I sloowards her, and looked myself over, in horror.
I looked, as tic. My ill
seo my s stitcood out in tufts. My face marked, s and scratc of sleep, I suppose—and red at tick. tartan goy ips of t I still to my . You could just make out, on teeth.
I looked, for pere. I looked, and t of all times t Mrs Sucksby of me in it, so I s take c of ting aside, for me, tenderest morsels of meat; and smooteet; and passing o be sure t traig me, all to Briar, to make my fortune, so I mig une and given me o be —as say, in milliners sted res; or in dancing—every glass so be everyt— to be handsome, and cheerful, and proud, and free—
I migo. tened me. I stood, not knoy woke up, and came and jabbed me.
All rigy, s, too. So lets see em. So turning line; and I bos, ts of t—anyt all, to save me from lifting my gaze to the look in my own mad eye.
t, I suppose, t might have been sooner,
t es ell so mucead of spending all morning on your bed, you o stand in ten o s do, for every Sunday t came round; but of course, for many —eacime one came I t t, by t, I s out. to gro seemed to me t some o ell for certain spring urned to summer: for t, like a