rted out of my seat,  Mrs Sucksbys eye. S me to be silent, I fell back; and it never came out t t because s, but because I o tand. Mrs Sucksby  let t  so hard, and shook so

    badly, t.  back to ys.

    No-one old about me, and Maud. No-one mentioned Briar or old Mr Lilly. No-one came foro say t Gentleman  ried to rob  erfeit stock. t t  young man ure; t Mrs Sucksby  t  s to trial—and youll never believe it, but it turned out t all ales of being a gentlemans son  off ter taug Ric .

    ture in to  it out and  next to ts.

    But  picture—and , and of vices, and sordid trades— it seemed to me as t be talking of sometirely, not of Gentleman, being , by mistake, in my oc. Even ed, and cting ready to run  as soon as it came; even ood and gave back t God  as you  so many dark and sober gentlemen speaking so many grave and monotonous  and t and the lives of people like me and Mrs Sucksby.

    t  and  and colour , already. S  t, and I rose, and lifted my  s my eye, and  c roam about the room, as if looking for

    someone or somet settled and seemed to clear, and I follo and picked out, at tc s putting do ing to see ell you t fle fle. Sting alone. S of sign—to me, I mean; and none to Mrs Sucksby.

    to o sy o  Mrs Sucksby again, ; and when I looked for Maud, she had gone.

    t passed after t I remember, no a  all, but as a single great endless day. It  sleep—for  take as of Mrs Sucksby,  ,  darkness—for t lig burned all t; and in t be  lig Lant Street—ever