oms, close rooms, rooms- unnerves me. I give it up. time, I am sure of it.

    I rise and y, picking  to to ted by crooks, I ting off  and ,  ing off a set of vicious faces—Mrs Vixen, Betty Doxy, Jenny Diver, Molly Brazen—until he face he seeks . . .

    Suky tawdry.

    is blue. I begin to dream of he dreams she speaks and I hear her voice. She says my name, and laughs.

    I t comes to my room ter, from him.

    Ses.

    I read it, tter to my mout my lips to t be my lover, after all—or, s. For I could not  han I could a lover.

    But I could not  a lover, more t freedom.

    I put ter upon t once. I am sure I so me for coming from London, .

    t done, I need only , one day and ter t is the day she comes.

    S Marlo time. But t and seem to feel rap comes back  rains are late, t settle. At five oclock I send illiam again—again  take supper  my h?—My uncle hearing me whisper, however, he sends Charles away.

    Do you prefer to talk s, Maud, t us.

    tle puniss for me to read from, after teady recitation of cruelty makes me calmer. But ful again; and after Margaret  me into my bed, I rise, and and no t t t for t of trap. t. It so gloo so flasion of trap berees, like a tc come, my  my . It dra, t, illiam, a vaguer figure. to to Agness room—Susans room, it and at there; and finally see her.

    Sing  tables, t and o t her face. She is dressed darkly, and seems small.

    But, s is real.—I feel t all at once, and tremble.

    It is