t time—

    s at t; t, and starts.  your slippers! Your feet are bleeding! Did you leave,  shoes?

    I must. I hing!

    Not shoes?

    No. Not so muc.

    Rivers keeps you  shoes?

    believe it. If I mig  listening.   time tables, takes up a fe.

    You oug to . Look at t this!

    I catc of a line of print. —you s you, and I sry and , I say, from me? I  Briar. ten?

    t Briar. You dont understand. lemen, t is Rivers I blame for t—aken you—at least to  you closer.  you were.

    You dont kno know how hes used me!

    I dont  to kno is not my place to kno tell me.—O yourself! Do you knos? You cant iced, surely?

    I gaze do my skirt, my slippers. t  to   only— My voice begins to shake.

    You see?  o my staff, to my stock—if to come doer as t your feet! Are truly?

    o t  door. ait o typesetters in it. I see t their heads, hear his

    nice.—I dont knoell t care. In sitting, I ired; and t, . ts oables: I lean upon it, and gaze across it—at trimmed, unseurbed or concealed by Mr rey.—and I sill t is ne t is t? I kno, but—it troubles me—I cannot name it.

    —so, so, so, so, so, you like the birch, do you?

    Mr rey returns. er; also a glass, er for me to drink.

    ting tting t to me; t? Just enougo take the blood away, for now

    ter is cold.  I  t and  to my face. Mr rey looks round and sees me do it. Youre not feveris ill?—I am only tle of it. Very good, he says.

    I look again at t upon table; but t