t nig made rivers of er t ran ^y beneat doors, into tcill-room and tries. e o cut s our supper so t Mr ay and C lay doood iles at a backstairs cning. S the sky.

    Pity t sea, she said.

    I  up early to Mauds rooms, and sat in t knoe, t I ood and put o ning flashed again, and she saw me, and jumped.

    Are you here? she said.

    leman. I t, Sell me no sood gazing at me, and  o ood as o

    undress ood in Gentlemans arms, and ttle from o guard it. In ill, but lifted eady drip, drip in one of ttics. Do you er voice: thunder is moving away

    I t of ts, filling er. I t of t sea. I t of t hinking of me.

    thousand pounds! she had said. My crikey!

    Maud lifted  comes, I t.

    But after all, shing.

    opped and till. Maud lay, as pale as milk:  came and s it aside and  eat it. Sly, about not look or act like a lover. I t shough. I supposed her feelings had dazed her.

    Scleman e, as so Mr Lilly, so  made me bilious. But , as usual, to to t a little near it, and gazed at tone. It en. t black birds  us, looking for c  me and  le. She said,

    You are sad, Sue.

    I shook my head.

    I ts my fault. I  you to

    time after time, t you  it is, to o lose it.

    I looked away.

    Its all rig doesnt matter.

    S;

    I t of my mot I  s , Maud said quietly now,

    And  doesnt trouble you, my asking?—her die of?

    I t for a moment. I said at last t s had choked her.

    I really did kno died t ared