eps begin to fade. ts got t word, plunge,
Betty must involve being pumped, like a drain, t o soo.
I dont kno, so all of us, nastily, as s back to one of you t off, ?
But time, it o ting for tie came running: tairs, and er and s being plunged meant being dropped in a bat gave me some comfort, at least; for it seemed to me t being bat be nearly so bad as being suckered and pumped . . .
I still kne all.
t test day of all t stifling summer—t turned out to be Nurse Bacons birt of it, sly to our room, to give ty. times, as I t alloo, and talking made it of us to sleep; but or—for t it doo delusions and, after, us. till, playing cards or dominoes, drinking lemonade and, sometimes, beer.
t, on account of it being Nurse Bacons birt; and because it ook too muc and got drunk. I lay across my face, but kept my eyes try to sleep you mig Dr Cie, I suppose, might call—a morbid fear, of
giving myself a I ougo keep ao a stupor; for teal their keys . . .
t, ead, tter. I t noo a doze: I began to en one of t, or snort er; t er t o myself, . At last I looked at t red sing faces and t open mout t boasting of o comparing grips. t to one anoto palm, to see hem showed her arm.
Let us see yours, Belinda, anoty names like t. You could imagine t t us see it.
Nurse Bacon pretended to look modest; t back , it bulged. ts Iris it, and hem said,
I s, youre almost a match for Nurse Flew.
Nurse Fleo ron in a gaol. Noco see s all. ter. A matcc!
ty and Mrs Price. Sirring. Get back to sleep, s see me, cch, indeed, she
grumbled. So one of tcta, you get a string.
tittered, and t off. t came back after a minute o undress me on my first day. togetairs. Nurse Spiller looked about h her hands on her hips and said,
ell, if Dr Cie could see you! Ss t arms?
Sook it in turns to measure tc, as a man in a darkened o arm, and it trange lig queer s, and tement of to lurch and hop.