t. Not t here.

    urned  and sated again, to it. It covered h, her nose, and half her face.

    my eye, and nodded. I turned a look at him.

    For , damn  about Maud—for I kne, le and ,  about me. o t to make Mrs Sucksbys fortune. o o Mr Ibbs—and to Jo, let slip thousand pounds, because—

    Because ? tain standing. I er of a murderess. I ations. Fine feelings  in they be?

    And t all up— save Maud? Say I  leman  in a mad say muco her chances.

    But  oo pure, too simple. So be spoiled.

    Besides, nobodys co do badly, did t mean I must?

    I didnt t did. So though, as I have said, I was sorry for her,

    I  quite sorry enougo  to try and save  of telling rutleman as t all, t  and keep us from our fortune. I let   le. I cry to make ime t  to take rick ccc s of  be anyone but  leman any man but t marry; and I ed it, but turned a, It cant be , Its their business.

    But, ried to give up to myself, So you, tried to pluck t of my , tayed t or e I urned to  over my ears to keep out  in to   o be able to feel gold. It  my kno pulled me to  was like—

    Its like you love .

    It made a c made me nervous and afraid. I t s me and see it—or Gentleman , or Mrs Stiles. I imagined  getting back to Lant Street, reac of Jo of   done anyt. It  I t of  I felt o me, ockings: to keep  of  like to fold t. ook to going about t as I  day at Briar—

    and looking at all taken up and toucure.  t. ould to dress o stand and, close to tudy my face as I