; and t —time I ever sao almost breaking, and t I s t, s o my aking t and letting it fall, until it lay across to curl it. It seemed to me t I s enough, ever again.
you? I said.
I felt some tremor pass tter, dear girl, sh me.
No!
Ster, by far.
? ayed leman to Briar— O your side!
I , and again.
roked my my side. But I sat and let be a c last . ttle in trips of sunligcone flags of t could creep like t. It crept, like fingers. And from one o anotep, t the
matron lean to lay s time, s?
e stood. I looked at Mrs Sucksby. ill, but , o tremble.
Dear Sue, so me— So my ear. It tc mig dre say it! I t.—t kno say it! Sigcomorrohink back—
I , error, o ron I suppose must ouc umbling, into te.—I dont recall. I remember next is passing turning a till shere . . .
t, but not tron at my side. She nodded.
One of em, s me. this morning
I only er oo dazed and miserable to of trance, back to Lant Street—only keeping, as muco t of t to Mr Ibbss sep—to t, t kicked tood a minute to get my breato look about me—at ter, streaked ; and
tools and key-blanks, t tain, t torn from its loops and csteps cruncime—I couldnt say and, and coals and cinders still lay scattered on t seemed too ordinary a to do, to s t; and anyorn up boards. Underneat seemed dark, till you broug: t beloer s, and beetles and wriggling worms.
table o t and sat at it, in Mrs Sucksbys old c—poor C barked since Mr Ibbs ail, and came and let me tug th his head on his paws.
I sat, as still and quiet as an y came. S us a supper. I didnt it, and neit solen a purse to buy it, and so I got out boe it sloime, as tcel—t eadily ticking, ticking a feo feel t to feel eace, eac you let me stay? said Dainty, ime for o go. It dont seem rig I said t t ; and finally s; and t me and C us. I lit more lig of Mrs Sucksby, in cell. I t of t cea, lifting up kiss it. I t of , seemed to me, t icked before. I