leman is

    giving you t they . . .?

    Of course, tleman giving ears s. e made t first day—er, on a different street,  got us our suppers. t  over after t I kept, along icket to C, in my smy jacket, Cimes an ime Id ansomorro one more day . . .

    And tand at tters, my eye at t-sc its s. I , patient as a cracksman. I sao Mr Ibbs: I sa of  face, made me  to  I go to tle later, Id see Gentleman, and be filled again  to stand t tcy, ening up  nigting it doress of it to .

    it tood at, it s frame. And at nigake up my candle and o another.

    t ty, and Mr Ibbs, and Mrs Sucksby; and I dare say Jo spiders, t to be careful, C ie, t Ive escaped? t knoing,

    Cing for me. Ss clever!—for, in keeping ting, too. t kno.  time . t get me. ell send t  of t! hey, Charles?

    C  dark room, doing not pale, and o gro my jacket, ill said, no of bleat; but I t forgotten   for. For at last time  it. eve ed long enougodays our day; and instead of looking pleased, ared and looked frightened.

    Per ain feveris kno seemed to me I  time in my life. I took o atling Street and got  out of pa I kept . took reat, I said. Look out t the shops.

    I found us places next to a  across my lap. t t my eye, and I smiled.

    Pretty boy, s  sleep for o Bow; now were on our way back.

    roked  ts,  he!

    t stop came, I made C off. t I didnt tle ladies c o C it as t  mige  t? he said.

    Someone gave it to me. I dont believe you. Give me my jacket. In a minute. Gi