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    beook off my veil and bonnet, t myself at t.

    to see, ill s, and Mrs Sucksbys ce a minute before I remembered Canding, gazing at me, squeezing ween , and he jumped.

    Sit do my face back^to the window.

    I  my jacket, he said.

    You cant . t it tomorrow.

    I dont believe you. You told a lie to t lady, about ook t go pie. t pie made me sick. You  me to a horrible house.

    I  you to London. Aint t ed?

    I t London .

    You  seen t parts yet. Go to sleep. ell get your jacket back in then.

    it? You just gave our so t lady

    I s us anotomorrow.

    how?

    You mustnt ask. Go to sleep. Aint you tired?

    t black .

    take ther.

    t one has red hairs.

    Red   you.

    I  and rub   be about to cry again. But ter a minute he spoke, and his voice had changed.

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    erent t tter still. Id say o trim them.

    Dont !

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    treet—t reet, in summer—grey and still, to the floor; a baby cried. A

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    ted  of treet-lamp fell full upon i