e o all ures—I listened to Mr. Lomax and Dr. Maudsley,  of ears behind my back.

    ‘A competent girl,“ tor said to tor. ”I don’t te realizes ty of tuation; you realize no one knorain to sort out t paying for t to go he wise head on her shoulders.“

    ‘Yes,“ said tor weakly.

    ‘I  kno t quite rig no t’s plain as day t it’s only ted. A mercy. Of course, you’ll  or.“

    tor murmured somet hear.

    ‘’s t?“ tor asked. ”Mist, did you say?“

    tor asked anotion. “ he one who is sensible?”

    I turned just enougo be able to see t of tor  me  in  lift a spoon to  alone give instructions for a funeral and ask intelligent questions of a solicitor. I understood t.

    o Emmeline, from Emmeline to me.

    ‘I t’s Adeline.“ I saumbling do .

    Catco ture of to to to be of service to me. t’s or took it for. tor may aken it ratly.

    Later. Many er.

    t last I could cry.

    Except t I couldn’t. My tears, kept in too long, had fossilized.

    to stay in forever now.