Chapter Thirteen
t te rise and go doo tc Rico me, and again puts o my skirts, to nudge me, tands and laug stir, t someone brings me soup, . t taken a I must rise at last, to visit t t-faced girl—Dainty—is made to so it, tands at to keep me from running from it into t. I remember t I I am undressed and put in a nig my o I sleep, per I am ling of taffeta— t I look in o see Mrs Sucksby do o the bed beside me. I remember
t ss o me, tc to h.
I kno I am conscious of t of s of sly into an even sleep, and snores, in and out of slumber. tful sleeping makes t seems to me t s in it—s!—ts of smoke, I am compelled to stumble. I Briar; no Mrs Creams; noable beside me. I o moan and long for slumber—for al t, comes truly lie, I am.
At last I sleep again. ttle. treet-lamp burning, t t scarf t is put out. t turns filtime, to a sickly yello creeps, and creeps sound—softly at first, taggering crescendo: croing, tramp of feet, ting of comes, out of t of London. It is six or seven oclock. Mrs Sucksby sleeps on at my side, but I am c my stomac is May, and milder Briar—I sill my clot dressed, .— I remember , noood dosed and dazed before to tly, and gro my ts are get out. I must get out! I must get out of London—go any get money. / must, I t t of all—/ must get
Sue! Mrs Sucksby breat s taffeta goo it and pat ts of its skirt. Empty. I stand and study t of draelpiece— no keys; but many places, I suppose, w be concealed.
tirs—does not moves o remember . . . Sy mo