stile, and a man and a girl  by, , and t me and must  I oo: for t me sit on t. t  about my shoulders.

    Going far? he said.

    I said I o Briar, they could drop me anywhere near Briar—

    to Briar! t. But, w you know?

    Nobody t  to be fed off a spoon. tleman! they said. he

    of  terrible . tank, in t t run off leman—did you kno t?—I didnt anso nurse e s up.

    So Maud urned my c it doo ting of t. I said,

    And t  o her?

    But t know. Some people said so o France . . .

    Planning on visiting one of ts,  my print dress. tsve all gone, too.—All gone but one, o keep t. S like ed, now.

    . But I ed bloo suffer to Marlo t must be Mr ay. I t, Ill find ell me where shes gone . . .

    So t me doarted; and from t. t  ting to creep and rise. t it in illiam Inkers trap: I  like an  marked te, and t. I quickened my step—but t quite sank. t up and dark. tes ened  ruck t made a lo of moaning sound. And o tes and pushey creaked and creaked.

    Mr ay! I called. Mr ay! Anyone!

    My voice made a dozen black birds start out of t, Surely t  it didnt: t caime; and no-one came. So t t o keep out co, Its not against to  hrough.

    toget my back, arted up again. Still no-one came, though.

    I gave it a minute, to walk.

    It seemed quieter inside t er, and queer. I kept to trees seem to , and clung to my skirt. er. oo, and parc beaten about  urning to slime at its tips, and smelt peculiar. I t. Pers. I hem scurrying as I walked