ac, time, by all t see it  see e takes, at all: per kno, if I did, tudied maps of ty, and kno say, ir of my senses and . Be bold, I am this. Be bold!

    Ricurns for our bags. From  ed, and blink at t— t  ty fleece of a sed to find myself at to  tered streets t appear to me unspeakably s, dead ained arcc his arm.

    Is t? I say.

    Quite rig be alarmed. e cannot live grandly, yet. And  make our entrance t s all.

    You are still afraid t my uncle may  men, to ch

    usr

    alk soon, indoors. Not s.

    o follo. Not far, nourn into anotained and broken face of ake to be a single great  errace of narroc makes me er. Soon urn again, into a lane of cruncanding idly about a bird, s o tug at my sleeve, my cloak, my veil. Rice, turn to take anotier, patime gripping me er, faster, certain of  mind t a little furt.

    And at last, , tles. te from o one of to dra, so black and foul is it, I suddenly ate, and pull against his grip.

    Come on, urning round, not smiling.

    Come to where? I ask him.

    to your ne ed for you to start it, too long. to our s us. Come, now.—Or shall I leave you here?

    ired, her pas-

    sages, but tening o let us come, to trap me.

    can I do? I cannot go back, alone, to treet, ty. I cannot go back to Sue. I am not meant to. Everyto t. I must go foro exist. I t is ing for me: of ts key t urn; of the bed, on which I shall lie and sleep, and sleep—

    I ate, one second more; t o t is s, and ends  of sai