Chapter Sixteen
nt to unfold it and kno urned it, turned it again; tood gazing stupidly at
it.
Just this? I said. Charles nodded.
It Briar. It greasy, and in it; but it still crease, in ts painted red pips.
I , and remembered sitting o tell une. S ening me! she had said.
it, later!
S perfectly steady. S me t, no mark or sign?—s me to tease me. hy else?
Miss, I dont kno from table-top. Sook it quick, and t her eye.
sort of a wildness?
I cant say. S like like to say—I t .
Gin?
e looked at eacher.
shall we do? he asked me.
I did not know.
I must to . I must t sell Gentleman— ster. to find us. t see you come back ve, t be sure. eve urning. Oh,
if only Id never taken t une. Lucks like tide: it turns, ts faster and cant be stopped.
Dont say it! cried C you?
You cant c luck like t. t you can do is, try and outface it. Outface it?
I to t t one ? myself be frigy I t o at all. Give me my knife. e are going over.
ood, open-mout took and led aircase. A man and a girl stood at ttom, quarrelling; but turned to c by. Pero . treet s of grit and paper, t still . My rinder; but it oo late to care. I ran o Mr Ibbss door, knocked on it, t ep o ter a minute, just an inch.
Youve come too late. It ys voice. Mr Ibbs says— Os you again. now? Changed your mind?
ttle furtood, and licked ys. t me; and hen she screamed.
Mrs Sucksby! I cried. I made a c t