Chapter Fifteen (第2/2页)
,
Co see anyone, anyone in all my life! You o help me.
he same low voice,
You are Miss Smith?
o er. But you mustnt say it say— I gla Nurse Spiller, tly still. You must say Im Miss Lilly. Dont
ask me why.
Dr Cie my malady aken a different turn, but being sure, in time, to turn back. I if I Maud, find a o keep me closer—peroo.—In oterror urned my brain. But I also plan. It he sed.
Dont ask me rick Im mad, Charles.
a great el. I supposed I should find Miss Lilly here. And—and Mr Rivers.
Mr Rivers, I said. O devil! o London o be mine. a pair! t me o die—!
My voice : someone else—someone really mad—mig of my mouto keep from talking louder. I squeezed t out of ts. And I glanced fearfully to turned. So t and opped me. urned from flaming scarlet, to we. he said, in a whisper,
Mr Rivers, goo London?
to London, I said, or to o wonder!
core h his hands.
O as I hen Im ruined!
And to my very great astonis, o cry.
ory came leaking out, tears. It turned out t—just as I s Briar seemed a life not leman it so o mope. eward aken a wo him.
t ing, miss, of my disappointed .
, in a made me tised it; tiff, as if o suffer any blo terly— .
I to notice. a gentleman! O aint he?
arted g again. Nurse Spiller looked over and curled t ives, at Dr Cies.
o turned back to C tle longer and, as , studied I seen at first—t y, and range—iff to make it lie smoot.
ly,
Be a good boy noell me trut you, from Briar?
h.
Mr Rivers used to say to me, miss, ake me on to man for , I all, tay at Briar. But o find , in London? t stir, aking off. ts er np-one e sure. t a sdal. o anotc cooks. Mr Lilly aint in mind. Mr ay o feed him his dinners off a spoon!
Mrs Cakebread, I said, fros: eacime one , anot of my brain greh Mr Rivers?
I dont knoook o feel it. For first; to some of . t on s , in a great sent to my auntys, to look at ever cured mi;
I opped listening. t in my ook his hand again. Black-faced pigs? I said, screwing up my eyes. he nodded.
y was Mrs Cream.
I suppose its like t in try. I to ask name. in tratress, t y o talk of tleman and lady t ly married, once oget son, he
coac ties was.
I supposed it a great el, ts before, and in ditcoo late, o turn back, e for Mr Rivers. t mean a kind lady Miss Maud al if anyone salk Mr Rivers round to taking me on, she should. And now—!
o tremble. Really, Mr ay o be so tearful, and at any otime, in any ot for no ears, and to my bruised and desperate eyes they were like so many pick-locks and keys.
Co o seem calm. You t go back to Briar.
I t, miss, ! Mr ay would skin me alive!
And I dare say your aunty dont you. s Mr Rivers youre after. ill g.
ten to me, I said—barely speaking at all, barely o me. I take you to ake you to first, you must of here.
If it quite true t I kne quite a lie, eitty certain t, once I reac I oo. Cared at me, and , miss, just whenever you please?
I s keeps me s t nurse? See ty nurses ; and to use em. No my face. Am I mad?
he looked, and blinked. ell—
Of course I aint. But ics so crafty, tors and nurses t see them.
Again me—just as, a moment before, I time. my s. I dre under my skirt.
I— Im not sure, he said.
Not sure? Not sure of o go back to your auntys and live to go and be man to Mr Rivers, in London—London, mind! Remember ts a boy ride on for a sricky c.
Nurse Spiller. Saken out a ch.
Pigs? I said quickly. Or eleps? to be? Fods sake, which?
he worked his lips. v
Eleps, er a terrible silence
Good boy. Good boy. ten. ?
he swallowed. Five shillings and sixpence, he said.
All rig you must do. You must go to any to you must ask to my eyes. I t I felt t cloudy er rising again, t flapping curtain. I nearly screamed in frigain dreer s it. If t sell it, you must steal one. No look like t! e s t safe. Go o a blacksmit a file—see
my fingers?—same it. Keep t ednesday, only ednesday and me? Charles?
ared. I o gro t me and c the door-plad was headed our way.
times up, she said.
e stood. I kept o keep from sinking. I looked at Co now reac again.
Youll remember, you, w Ive said?
ened let them go.
Dont leave me! I said. t leave me, please!
he jumped.
Noime for this. e on.
So ungrip my fingers. It took or t o h.
Sad, aint it? Nurse Spiller said to my o, t takes tter not to e at all, ter not to remind em of igo tell your people t, w a sad way you found you?
o me, and nodded. I said,
Ceettering about t mind it. Its not all.
But I could see me no I must be mad, after all; and if t, t Dr Cies house for ever, I should never see Mrs
Sucksby and let me go. Anoto see e c o keep from running after. As , urned, and stumbled, a my gaze. tried to smile, and suppose the smile was dreadful.
Youll remember! I called, my voice range. Youll remember ts!
ter trengts! tood and laug me, until t.
t errible one. I my oo it. Say I greo it again, in seven days? Say I greupid? Say Coo fuo knoo keep myself from slipping into a dream again. I pincil t my oongue. Eac days noticed. day is today? Id ask Miss ilson and Mrs Price. Of course, t, Good Friday. then Id ask Nurse Ba.
day is today, Nurse Ba?
Punis Day, shed answer, wing and rubbing her hands.
t, after all, e— t I oo mad—t aken by disaster. I t of all t mig people, rained, and I t of tcer and ning; and I imagined ering under a tree, h a file in his hand . . .
t. tie off in te in t to our room, looked at me and said, ell, aint . e sting out t te ..." S, she said.
time, ts as before and, again, Nurse Spiller stood in t for a minute in silence. e as chalk. I said, in a whisper,
C?
he nodded.
the blank?
he nodded again.
the file?
Anot my hand before my eyes.
But tone, cost nearly all my mo some blanks are blaold me t. I got t he had.
I parted my fingers, a his gaze.
how much did you give him? I asked.
three shillings, miss.
then, Never mind, I said. Never mind. Good boy . . .
told do . I said for me, t nigies park ree gre for me t all nigo—for I could not say, for sure, ake me. only , and be ready to run. And if I did not e at all, kno someto stop me; and t e back t nig again— do t, ts over.
And if you dont e, then? he asked, his eyes wide.
If I dont e to London, and you find out a street named Lant Street, and a lady t lives there,
named Mrs Sucksby; and you tell lady loves me!—and s to do.
I turned my er. You got it? I said at last. You swear?
s let ry and slip me t t, and I just before I left o see up my sleeve. to—t upstairs, I stooped as if to tug up a stog, a fall into one of my boots.
t of all ts. I do o make my copy.
I did it like this.
t nig in her chair and flexed her fingers, I said,
Let me rub your onigead of Betty. Betty doesnt like it. She grease makes her smell like a chop.
Bettys mouth fell open. Oh! Oh! she cried.
God enoug, Betty!—Like a cer all my kindness?
I never! said Betty. I never!
S me do it instead. Look and soft my hands are.
Nurse Ba looked, not at my fingers, but at my face. tty, s up! s a ro Id rat girl t tip of o the
edge of t in and pulled it back. Fete.
S ated, t in my of c. t littlest one, s a to t out tty lay on omaco bad put up beside ment in, all about as I done a imes. I rubbed for me from beful smiled.
Not so bad, is it? she murmured. Eh?
I didnt ans of of t and to e. If my colour for a blusrange, and scious of myself, te, t last sretc gave a t s see it. I moved from o take tment back to its cupboard. My to do o do. ted—to t. I did not plan to steal it, siced if I men came all time to Lant Street, s of soap, and putty, and into the jar.
took tting, good as anyt it o ts s only preteo lock. took it back to Nurse Ba, and s ip of humb, like before.
Rigo put in to ttom. ts right.
I meet to my bed, and s in il Nurse Spiller brougs. I used to taking mine, along
tonigipped it ao ttress, time—ty boc of fever, to see . If so tting, or any small to t open, and locked it, and spoiled my plan, I t say o despair of and dropped it; ground t till s on. t up, and put goand, rubbing oma of all t me, seeming to turn some idea over in her mind . . .
But t . S t into arted sn.
I ted ed ty I rose, like a g, crept back to t out the jar of grease.
t my copy. I t say took. I only kno took s and blas bunc my o muffle till t in time to Nurse Bas snores. And I could not file too quickly even to be matcs op and flex t, t errible o be doing in a desperate mood. I seemed to feel t slipping a me and be brougo myself—to till I feared t time opped and I s in it for ever. No-one called out
t nig as I kne g, on ties ing for me; and t, beyond ing—per my name ... It must of t, t gave me ce and made true.
For at last time o t ts all mat a sort of daze. My fingers ained from t numb from gripping. I dared not stay to bind tartan goook up my rubber boots. I also took Nurse Bas b.—t t. I lifted it from off able, and, as I did, s s ood quite still, looking into . I t, ed sricked of , when Id said I would rub her hands.
Queer, t sucimes. I ce, t to t tur. Please, God, I of my days, I s cauguck. Fuck! Fuck! I said. t cut true after all: no turer! O ried again—still not last I let it go. I silently bay bed, got Nurse Bas oi jar, stole back to t grease across t into t fainting ime—time, it worked.
to be got ter t. t stuck, and must be greased— and every time, I so he
lock, and on faster. But no-one and quiet, tairs aill. t door ed and lateed a key for t. I left it open be ime t I a frigo cross t of gravel tep, and tly, , and almost died. I t it es, I t your— one of t t t stifled, and there came silence.
I did not to see ly, at first, across trip of gravel—t and look back at t t till i. I so say I and to ttle o find; but I did not. I didnt save a myself. I oo afraid. I found tallest tree: it took me anoto get myself up ts in its trunk—to fall, tain—to fall a sed time, a to o its lo branco climb from to to I did not . I jumped. I t ruck him.
t t dog set off anot h.
e on! I said.
I caugurned our backs to the wall, and ran and ran.
e ran t ill dark, too afraid, at first, to take time to
find t. Every noumble, or sloo press o ilt my en; but to birds, and breezes, and mice. Soon ter, and trip of a road. kno ood on any kind of pato co take. I looked about me, and tening sky seemed suddenly vast and fearful. ting. I t of London. to he fear passed from me.
It , time tand for a minute and t as if I ington, to me o take. o , but I t or coac out after us, from t of a gate in a donkey-cart, did I t one of Dr Cies men: ourselves in us ride beside ts and stitc stood up like coir, and I , so put a my er, and going back to London after a stay y.
London, ey years t right?
us do t toake from t nine or ten miles. e y more to do. till early m. e found a bakers s bread; but t my s, I oarted.
Seven oclock, I said. I felt suddenly gloomy. I looked at Nurse
Bas b. ty bed; if t found it already
Mr ay will be poliso
jump.
ts, I said quickly. I bet t a polislemans shoes.
Is it?
t made ter. e finis by us rathe bakers shop had.
tinkers, said Cched him pass.
But I imagined men ing from t after a girl in a tartan dress and rubber boots. Lets go, I said, and took a quiet pat off across fields. e kept as muco to walk on.
tterflies, and bees. Noopped and u my been furttle ters on my , e s to London!
But eacime I t it, I t of Mrs Sucksby, and imagiurned up at t Street door. t of Maud, wherever she was; and imagined her face.
o me, hered me. I said,
tell me, C colour are Miss Lillys eyes? Are they brown, or blue?
me strangely.
I they are brown, miss.
Are you sure?
I think so, miss.
I too.
But I sure. I tle faster. g.
Near noon t day tle cottages, on to a village. I made Cop, and ood bee, a girl stood ser a minute s inside, and t anot passed bad fort looking out. t cottage do I guessed t be sometealing: I t of going t tc as I stood, te tle g on a bo and kissing the children good-bye.
No, so t one, mind you co give you y. You may he needle.
Yes, Ma, said t o be kissed, tood on te and s. tage—past me and o; for ill hidden behind our hedge.
I co ttle girl—e nootage door. t Charles. I said,
Ce turned our last. Give me a sixpence, in . Not t one. you got a brighter?
I took test ara she sleeve of my gown.
are you going to do, miss? he asked.
Never mind. Stay le.
I stood and straig; t out from bely over to te of ttage, as if I
tle girl turned her head and saw
me.
All rig. I just met your ma. Look here,
a nie? S;Please give to my little girl Ja, and tell o please go quick to t; Said s, just no you? Good girl. Kno is suctle girl, tell o over, for ss." As, do you? So do I. Nice, aint t eet got all your teet. ! Better nip do e up. Ill stay t sixpele brot you to take h you? Good girl
It trick ted doing it; but ime I spoke, I me, at ttages, and along t no-one came. ttle girl put t of aggered ac, ted into t ty poor place, but in a trunk upstairs I found a pair of black s dress, put in paper. I t t to God! I almost didnt take it; but in the end, I did.
And I also took a black stra, a sogs, a pie from try; and a knife.
to the hedge where Charles was hiding.
turn round, I said, as I round! Dont look shtened, you bloody big girl. Damn her! Damn her!
I meant Maud. I tle girl, Ja, ing back to ttage s. I ime for tea, and finding her wedding-gown gone.
Damn her!
I got till titc to t. Ccerror on his face.
Dont look at me, you infant! I said. O tened of someone ing. I took t it baext to my bosom, and tied up trings of t. I ts into a ditcers on my feet togs . ttern of roses on it, and t t look—like a picture, I t, of a milkmaid on a dairy wall.
But t try. e left t back to ter a time anothen we walked again.
e still h:
You took t go asking. I took t youll eat it, tful. e spent t in to me, run off to Briar ed until , tied ts to tried to. ing boy; but I kneer no if I o, I ill seemed far off. till smelled too pure. Some time in t I ood in a circle and looked us over, and one of t tell me ts natural. I ried to run—of course, ook my foot off. I undid our laces. e
back of the sun
rise over a hill.
t mea, said C er, but teep one and o top, tening up. I t, t of t ry of England, s rivers and its roads and its s cs cs rising taller, try spread; until at last, at t point of all, tain, a darkness—a darkness, like t ips of domes and steeples, tering points of light.
London, I said. Oh, London!
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,
Co see anyone, anyone in all my life! You o help me.
he same low voice,
You are Miss Smith?
o er. But you mustnt say it say— I gla Nurse Spiller, tly still. You must say Im Miss Lilly. Dont
ask me why.
Dr Cie my malady aken a different turn, but being sure, in time, to turn back. I if I Maud, find a o keep me closer—peroo.—In oterror urned my brain. But I also plan. It he sed.
Dont ask me rick Im mad, Charles.
a great el. I supposed I should find Miss Lilly here. And—and Mr Rivers.
Mr Rivers, I said. O devil! o London o be mine. a pair! t me o die—!
My voice : someone else—someone really mad—mig of my mouto keep from talking louder. I squeezed t out of ts. And I glanced fearfully to turned. So t and opped me. urned from flaming scarlet, to we. he said, in a whisper,
Mr Rivers, goo London?
to London, I said, or to o wonder!
core h his hands.
O as I hen Im ruined!
And to my very great astonis, o cry.
ory came leaking out, tears. It turned out t—just as I s Briar seemed a life not leman it so o mope. eward aken a wo him.
t ing, miss, of my disappointed .
, in a made me tised it; tiff, as if o suffer any blo terly— .
I to notice. a gentleman! O aint he?
arted g again. Nurse Spiller looked over and curled t ives, at Dr Cies.
o turned back to C tle longer and, as , studied I seen at first—t y, and range—iff to make it lie smoot.
ly,
Be a good boy noell me trut you, from Briar?
h.
Mr Rivers used to say to me, miss, ake me on to man for , I all, tay at Briar. But o find , in London? t stir, aking off. ts er np-one e sure. t a sdal. o anotc cooks. Mr Lilly aint in mind. Mr ay o feed him his dinners off a spoon!
Mrs Cakebread, I said, fros: eacime one , anot of my brain greh Mr Rivers?
I dont knoook o feel it. For first; to some of . t on s , in a great sent to my auntys, to look at ever cured mi;
I opped listening. t in my ook his hand again. Black-faced pigs? I said, screwing up my eyes. he nodded.
y was Mrs Cream.
I suppose its like t in try. I to ask name. in tratress, t y o talk of tleman and lady t ly married, once oget son, he
coac ties was.
I supposed it a great el, ts before, and in ditcoo late, o turn back, e for Mr Rivers. t mean a kind lady Miss Maud al if anyone salk Mr Rivers round to taking me on, she should. And now—!
o tremble. Really, Mr ay o be so tearful, and at any otime, in any ot for no ears, and to my bruised and desperate eyes they were like so many pick-locks and keys.
Co o seem calm. You t go back to Briar.
I t, miss, ! Mr ay would skin me alive!
And I dare say your aunty dont you. s Mr Rivers youre after. ill g.
ten to me, I said—barely speaking at all, barely o me. I take you to ake you to first, you must of here.
If it quite true t I kne quite a lie, eitty certain t, once I reac I oo. Cared at me, and , miss, just whenever you please?
I s keeps me s t nurse? See ty nurses ; and to use em. No my face. Am I mad?
he looked, and blinked. ell—
Of course I aint. But ics so crafty, tors and nurses t see them.
Again me—just as, a moment before, I time. my s. I dre under my skirt.
I— Im not sure, he said.
Not sure? Not sure of o go back to your auntys and live to go and be man to Mr Rivers, in London—London, mind! Remember ts a boy ride on for a sricky c.
Nurse Spiller. Saken out a ch.
Pigs? I said quickly. Or eleps? to be? Fods sake, which?
he worked his lips. v
Eleps, er a terrible silence
Good boy. Good boy. ten. ?
he swallowed. Five shillings and sixpence, he said.
All rig you must do. You must go to any to you must ask to my eyes. I t I felt t cloudy er rising again, t flapping curtain. I nearly screamed in frigain dreer s it. If t sell it, you must steal one. No look like t! e s t safe. Go o a blacksmit a file—see
my fingers?—same it. Keep t ednesday, only ednesday and me? Charles?
ared. I o gro t me and c the door-plad was headed our way.
times up, she said.
e stood. I kept o keep from sinking. I looked at Co now reac again.
Youll remember, you, w Ive said?
ened let them go.
Dont leave me! I said. t leave me, please!
he jumped.
Noime for this. e on.
So ungrip my fingers. It took or t o h.
Sad, aint it? Nurse Spiller said to my o, t takes tter not to e at all, ter not to remind em of igo tell your people t, w a sad way you found you?
o me, and nodded. I said,
Ceettering about t mind it. Its not all.
But I could see me no I must be mad, after all; and if t, t Dr Cies house for ever, I should never see Mrs
Sucksby and let me go. Anoto see e c o keep from running after. As , urned, and stumbled, a my gaze. tried to smile, and suppose the smile was dreadful.
Youll remember! I called, my voice range. Youll remember ts!
ter trengts! tood and laug me, until t.
t errible one. I my oo it. Say I greo it again, in seven days? Say I greupid? Say Coo fuo knoo keep myself from slipping into a dream again. I pincil t my oongue. Eac days noticed. day is today? Id ask Miss ilson and Mrs Price. Of course, t, Good Friday. then Id ask Nurse Ba.
day is today, Nurse Ba?
Punis Day, shed answer, wing and rubbing her hands.
t, after all, e— t I oo mad—t aken by disaster. I t of all t mig people, rained, and I t of tcer and ning; and I imagined ering under a tree, h a file in his hand . . .
t. tie off in te in t to our room, looked at me and said, ell, aint . e sting out t te ..." S, she said.
time, ts as before and, again, Nurse Spiller stood in t for a minute in silence. e as chalk. I said, in a whisper,
C?
he nodded.
the blank?
he nodded again.
the file?
Anot my hand before my eyes.
But tone, cost nearly all my mo some blanks are blaold me t. I got t he had.
I parted my fingers, a his gaze.
how much did you give him? I asked.
three shillings, miss.
then, Never mind, I said. Never mind. Good boy . . .
told do . I said for me, t nigies park ree gre for me t all nigo—for I could not say, for sure, ake me. only , and be ready to run. And if I did not e at all, kno someto stop me; and t e back t nig again— do t, ts over.
And if you dont e, then? he asked, his eyes wide.
If I dont e to London, and you find out a street named Lant Street, and a lady t lives there,
named Mrs Sucksby; and you tell lady loves me!—and s to do.
I turned my er. You got it? I said at last. You swear?
s let ry and slip me t t, and I just before I left o see up my sleeve. to—t upstairs, I stooped as if to tug up a stog, a fall into one of my boots.
t of all ts. I do o make my copy.
I did it like this.
t nig in her chair and flexed her fingers, I said,
Let me rub your onigead of Betty. Betty doesnt like it. She grease makes her smell like a chop.
Bettys mouth fell open. Oh! Oh! she cried.
God enoug, Betty!—Like a cer all my kindness?
I never! said Betty. I never!
S me do it instead. Look and soft my hands are.
Nurse Ba looked, not at my fingers, but at my face. tty, s up! s a ro Id rat girl t tip of o the
edge of t in and pulled it back. Fete.
S ated, t in my of c. t littlest one, s a to t out tty lay on omaco bad put up beside ment in, all about as I done a imes. I rubbed for me from beful smiled.
Not so bad, is it? she murmured. Eh?
I didnt ans of of t and to e. If my colour for a blusrange, and scious of myself, te, t last sretc gave a t s see it. I moved from o take tment back to its cupboard. My to do o do. ted—to t. I did not plan to steal it, siced if I men came all time to Lant Street, s of soap, and putty, and into the jar.
took tting, good as anyt it o ts s only preteo lock. took it back to Nurse Ba, and s ip of humb, like before.
Rigo put in to ttom. ts right.
I meet to my bed, and s in il Nurse Spiller brougs. I used to taking mine, along
tonigipped it ao ttress, time—ty boc of fever, to see . If so tting, or any small to t open, and locked it, and spoiled my plan, I t say o despair of and dropped it; ground t till s on. t up, and put goand, rubbing oma of all t me, seeming to turn some idea over in her mind . . .
But t . S t into arted sn.
I ted ed ty I rose, like a g, crept back to t out the jar of grease.
t my copy. I t say took. I only kno took s and blas bunc my o muffle till t in time to Nurse Bas snores. And I could not file too quickly even to be matcs op and flex t, t errible o be doing in a desperate mood. I seemed to feel t slipping a me and be brougo myself—to till I feared t time opped and I s in it for ever. No-one called out
t nig as I kne g, on ties ing for me; and t, beyond ing—per my name ... It must of t, t gave me ce and made true.
For at last time o t ts all mat a sort of daze. My fingers ained from t numb from gripping. I dared not stay to bind tartan goook up my rubber boots. I also took Nurse Bas b.—t t. I lifted it from off able, and, as I did, s s ood quite still, looking into . I t, ed sricked of , when Id said I would rub her hands.
Queer, t sucimes. I ce, t to t tur. Please, God, I of my days, I s cauguck. Fuck! Fuck! I said. t cut true after all: no turer! O ried again—still not last I let it go. I silently bay bed, got Nurse Bas oi jar, stole back to t grease across t into t fainting ime—time, it worked.
to be got ter t. t stuck, and must be greased— and every time, I so he
lock, and on faster. But no-one and quiet, tairs aill. t door ed and lateed a key for t. I left it open be ime t I a frigo cross t of gravel tep, and tly, , and almost died. I t it es, I t your— one of t t t stifled, and there came silence.
I did not to see ly, at first, across trip of gravel—t and look back at t t till i. I so say I and to ttle o find; but I did not. I didnt save a myself. I oo afraid. I found tallest tree: it took me anoto get myself up ts in its trunk—to fall, tain—to fall a sed time, a to o its lo branco climb from to to I did not . I jumped. I t ruck him.
t t dog set off anot h.
e on! I said.
I caugurned our backs to the wall, and ran and ran.
e ran t ill dark, too afraid, at first, to take time to
find t. Every noumble, or sloo press o ilt my en; but to birds, and breezes, and mice. Soon ter, and trip of a road. kno ood on any kind of pato co take. I looked about me, and tening sky seemed suddenly vast and fearful. ting. I t of London. to he fear passed from me.
It , time tand for a minute and t as if I ington, to me o take. o , but I t or coac out after us, from t of a gate in a donkey-cart, did I t one of Dr Cies men: ourselves in us ride beside ts and stitc stood up like coir, and I , so put a my er, and going back to London after a stay y.
London, ey years t right?
us do t toake from t nine or ten miles. e y more to do. till early m. e found a bakers s bread; but t my s, I oarted.
Seven oclock, I said. I felt suddenly gloomy. I looked at Nurse
Bas b. ty bed; if t found it already
Mr ay will be poliso
jump.
ts, I said quickly. I bet t a polislemans shoes.
Is it?
t made ter. e finis by us rathe bakers shop had.
tinkers, said Cched him pass.
But I imagined men ing from t after a girl in a tartan dress and rubber boots. Lets go, I said, and took a quiet pat off across fields. e kept as muco to walk on.
tterflies, and bees. Noopped and u my been furttle ters on my , e s to London!
But eacime I t it, I t of Mrs Sucksby, and imagiurned up at t Street door. t of Maud, wherever she was; and imagined her face.
o me, hered me. I said,
tell me, C colour are Miss Lillys eyes? Are they brown, or blue?
me strangely.
I they are brown, miss.
Are you sure?
I think so, miss.
I too.
But I sure. I tle faster. g.
Near noon t day tle cottages, on to a village. I made Cop, and ood bee, a girl stood ser a minute s inside, and t anot passed bad fort looking out. t cottage do I guessed t be sometealing: I t of going t tc as I stood, te tle g on a bo and kissing the children good-bye.
No, so t one, mind you co give you y. You may he needle.
Yes, Ma, said t o be kissed, tood on te and s. tage—past me and o; for ill hidden behind our hedge.
I co ttle girl—e nootage door. t Charles. I said,
Ce turned our last. Give me a sixpence, in . Not t one. you got a brighter?
I took test ara she sleeve of my gown.
are you going to do, miss? he asked.
Never mind. Stay le.
I stood and straig; t out from bely over to te of ttage, as if I
tle girl turned her head and saw
me.
All rig. I just met your ma. Look here,
a nie? S;Please give to my little girl Ja, and tell o please go quick to t; Said s, just no you? Good girl. Kno is suctle girl, tell o over, for ss." As, do you? So do I. Nice, aint t eet got all your teet. ! Better nip do e up. Ill stay t sixpele brot you to take h you? Good girl
It trick ted doing it; but ime I spoke, I me, at ttages, and along t no-one came. ttle girl put t of aggered ac, ted into t ty poor place, but in a trunk upstairs I found a pair of black s dress, put in paper. I t t to God! I almost didnt take it; but in the end, I did.
And I also took a black stra, a sogs, a pie from try; and a knife.
to the hedge where Charles was hiding.
turn round, I said, as I round! Dont look shtened, you bloody big girl. Damn her! Damn her!
I meant Maud. I tle girl, Ja, ing back to ttage s. I ime for tea, and finding her wedding-gown gone.
Damn her!
I got till titc to t. Ccerror on his face.
Dont look at me, you infant! I said. O tened of someone ing. I took t it baext to my bosom, and tied up trings of t. I ts into a ditcers on my feet togs . ttern of roses on it, and t t look—like a picture, I t, of a milkmaid on a dairy wall.
But t try. e left t back to ter a time anothen we walked again.
e still h:
You took t go asking. I took t youll eat it, tful. e spent t in to me, run off to Briar ed until , tied ts to tried to. ing boy; but I kneer no if I o, I ill seemed far off. till smelled too pure. Some time in t I ood in a circle and looked us over, and one of t tell me ts natural. I ried to run—of course, ook my foot off. I undid our laces. e
back of the sun
rise over a hill.
t mea, said C er, but teep one and o top, tening up. I t, t of t ry of England, s rivers and its roads and its s cs cs rising taller, try spread; until at last, at t point of all, tain, a darkness—a darkness, like t ips of domes and steeples, tering points of light.
London, I said. Oh, London!
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