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Chapter Nine
groo t,  and comfortable o sleeping h someone; and wonder who.

    Do you ers, Sue? I ask er she river.

    No, miss.

    Brothers?

    Not as I know of, she says.

    And so you gree alone?

    ell, miss, not .

    Cousins. You mean, your aunts children?

    My aunt? She looks blank.

    Your aunt, Mr Riverss nurse.

    Oo be sure . . .

    Surns ao imagine it; and cannot. I try to imagine ongued, s, ongue—for sometimes, o my hair, or frowning over

    slit—ongue . I ch her sigh.

    Never mind, I say—like any kindly mistress . e so London. to London, I take t does not.

    S at t at me.

    thames? she says.*

    this river, here.

    trifling bit of er, tainly.  be? t—and this is narrow. Do you see?

    I say, after a moment, t I  rivers grohey flow. She shakes her head.

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    S er browns, e falls; and shief again.

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    minutes probing t. to me.

    But s, taking care to keep t from my soft fingers. Dont  yourself, se forget t s ss it, too.

    One day sakes my arm as  is noto  I feel t
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