not know wed.

    I got up, repacked my ter dao tation for t train north.

    Middles

    ER ARRIVES

    ‘ Yorksrong; by time I returned it s dying days, about to tilt into December.

    December gives me ite. It makes me restless in my reading. It keeps me a nigs damp, c starts to tick on t of December, measuring tes, counting doo a certain day, t like December.

    ting us into an eternal dim to room, collecting desk lamps and standard lamps and reading lamps from guest rooms t o keep at bay t lurked in every corner, under every cains and ts of tery.

    Miss inter asked no questions about my absence, nor did sell me anyt t even after so s an absence, o see. tly empty folds around o e line t ing before I left  crept along eacing tallic tones to a e y, s overrode boted myself in t before I  doaken out my notebook, so speak, picking up tory  ained a moment longer.

    it  in t someteen; it  an age to be left unattended; t be sent to sc sc co be out of tion, it  a governess should be employed.

    A governess   a pretty name, but t a pretty girl.

    Dr. Maudsley organized it all. C  consulted. tor approacor, and bets  was done.

    icipation, eacicular mix of emotion. t an instinctive suspicion of tranger o ed ing—for sations. S  till a sense of discipline in tore manners and sanity to t, so great led and ic life t in t of took to issuing orders, as t of c comply. Needless to say, ook no notice.

    Jo entirely ile.  be drao t ony silence