rtan goy ips of t I still  to my . You could just make out, on teeth.

    I looked, for pere. I looked, and t of all times t Mrs Sucksby  of  me in it, so I s take c of ting aside, for me, tenderest morsels of meat; and smooteet; and passing o be sure t traig me, all to Briar, to make my fortune, so I mig une  and given me o be —as say, in milliners sted res; or in  dancing—every glass so be everyt— to be handsome, and cheerful, and proud, and free—

    I migo. tened me. I stood, not knoy woke up, and came and jabbed me.

    All rigy, s, too. So lets see em. So turning line; and I bos, ts of t—anyt all, to save me from lifting my gaze to the look in my own mad eye.

    t, I suppose,  t might have been sooner,

    t es  ell so mucead of spending all morning on your bed, you o stand in ten  o s do, for every Sunday t came round; but of course, for many —eacime one came I t t, by t, I s out. to gro seemed to me t some o ell for certain  spring urned to summer: for t, like an oven.

    I remember t, almost more t self. tance, became like soup. I tually died, t air—tie o pass off trokes. I . tempered as ts. tay er you, in ,  tunbridge Asylum, whe nurses all wear poplin—!

    But t of it   too easy. talked all time of roublesome and sly t of course, too dazed and miserable to be sly, trouble came all from t. t of time test one you can imagine, for t us in bed at seven oclock—gave us ts, to make us sleep—t till midnigoast and cocoa, doing fancy-ing, standing at