Part Three Chapter Fourteen
ld kill me.
A t ster grip on my ankle.
A very bad case, said Dr Cie. o my face. t least. be afraid, Mrs Rivers! e kno you. e are your friends. e you o make you well.
I tried to speak. ried to say. But t also made me dribble; and a bit of dribble fle of my moutruck Dr Cies c I it. Any his handkerchief.
Very good, o t ake her.
t of doors and a room; to a landing, anotried to study t t only so many drab-coloured ceilings and er about a minute I kne me deep into t I . I could not cry out. t my t, and I still aircase took me do, saying, to you, Mr Bates, and, atcurn, its a tig be, not a sack of feathers
no a trunk or a piano. Not once did to une, and to beat out time of it, h his finger-ends, on my leg.
topped. Careful, nohey said.
t doook tle pus, t, I found I staggered and fell. I fell upon my . One of to take it. from it. Please, I said.
You may say please, noo teps. Look tle devil!
S to me. Noers, or Rivers? Does he?
Please, I said again. I aint Mrs Rivers. S Mrs Rivers? , Mr Bates? And I aint Nurse Spiller, I dare say. And Mr himself. Very likely.
So me, and s my ; and s say s sed me me fall; and me being just then so dazed and so weak, I fell badly.
ts for cracking my face, s on stairs, or a roof. Crack me again—s oo. ts noto me. small little ? Used to better, are you? I s Ive keep ladies maids, es. till stood, c them over?
I supposed s to strip me bare; on to my kne