; but cannot feel it as I sill, and o tir. Souc a little of its s meets mine, quite clear, untinged  lifts and falls, and

    sour  comes gusting. I lie and remember t. Some feeling—sters about my . I put my o t cool.

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    Agnes o ruck  for Susan—Sue, s—no patiently s from my he glass . . .

    Good girl.

    thank you, Sue, I say.

    I say it often, in ts t follo to Agnes. t or stand, lift an arm or foot. No, Sue, w pinch me.

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    used to t of book. No seem to  me  not text. Se fles you pale! s not ted blood beneath.

    I oug to do it. I cannot . I am too compelled by ance, prone to nigmares come, o bring o my bed, a second nig last sinely. I t first; but it is only t trouble ands eacime ed candle, peering into t you t miging to drop? S, and s; a single beetle falls, in a s.

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