ll find ell ;
It of. I ing, to be art. And at last I t I ed enoug o seem to tilt and turn, ill. I o take o oolter, and tucked it into my goy t I
must o my fever. t I o cry.
? s to start my searc Briar. But t, s y minutes. c , so long ago, in tarc s use to bury ake it. I kissed know . . .
And so I left time, and made to Briar, over again. time. train ran smoot Marlo me o take t ttle bag I ? And t time: Is no-one come to meet you?
I said I opped to rest on a stile, and a man and a girl by, , and t me and must I oo: for t me sit on t. t about my shoulders.
Going far? he said.
I said I o Briar, they could drop me anywhere near Briar—
to Briar! t. But, w you know?
Nobody t to be fed off a spoon. tleman! they said. he
of terrible . tank, in t t run off leman—did you kno t?—I didnt anso nurse e s up.
So Maud urned my c it doo ting of t. I said,
And t o her?
But t know. Some people said so o France . . .
Planning on visiting one of ts, my print dress. tsve all gone, too.—All gone but one, o keep t. S like ed, now.
. But I ed bloo suffer to Marlo t must be Mr ay. I t, Ill find ell me where shes gone . . .
So t me doarted; and from t. t ting to creep and rise. t it in illiam Inkers trap: I like an marked te, and t. I quickened my step—but t quite sank. t up and dark. tes ened ruck t made a lo of moaning sound. And o tes and pushey creaked and creaked.
Mr ay! I called. Mr ay! Anyone!
My voice made a dozen black birds start out of t, Surely t it didnt: t caime; and no-one came. So t t o keep out co, Its not against to hrough.
toget my back, arted up again. Still no-one came, though.
I gave it a minute, to walk.
It seemed quieter inside t er, and queer. I kept to trees seem to , and clung to my skirt. er. oo, and parc beaten about urning to slime at its tips, and smelt peculiar. I t. Pers. I hem scurrying as I walked