arm. Sue, s. S a airs . . .?
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me, and at my knife. ook off and began to un clot. I supposed you mig it anot noed a letter, from t fool Cie. ainly dragged ting me knoo recapture you before o. Bad publicity, wics run.
t clot and let took out a cigarette.
Youre fucking cool, I said. I was shing.
hey do.
Gentleman! said Mrs Sucksby. Listen to me. Sue old us terrible t you to go.
Dont let ie! I waved my knife. Cop him!
Gentleman te, but apart from t moved. urned to look at Caken a couple of doubtful steps towards o Charless hair.
So, Charley, he said.
Please, sir, said Charles.
You a villain.
Co tremble. to God, Mr Rivers, I never meant to!
tleman. roked C to , t know w. he blushed.
Sit down, John, said Mrs Sucksby.
and if I like.
Sit down, or Ill you.
me? ted to Gentleman and Cook teps, and struck ruck boto ween his elbows.
You old cow! ouc!
; but tears and o snivel. o t. C leman looked from one to t Maud in pretend amazement.
Is it doo me, small boys weep?
Fuck you, I aint small! said John.
ill you be quiet? said Maud, in s enough.
Charles wiped his nose. Yes, miss.
Gentleman leaned against t of till smoking. So, Suky, he said. You know all now.
I kno I kne, six monts all, to trust you.
Dear girl, said Mrs Sucksby quickly, lemans face. Dear girl, to let you.
Gentleman aken te from o blo its tip. Noe still for a second of laugh—and shook his head.
S C, ly.
I t she had shamed him.
All rig. Sed ood, like a man on a raft—like so make too s t knife doo be y. C doleman. Gentleman.
Mrs Sucksby, he said.
No-one to be ?
me. tell it to Sue, me ances, I dont quite care for t.
Circumstances? I said. You mean, your me to die? I s your bloody head of