Not finding me tiresome, dear? Aint muco erest, perales ...quot;

    Go on, I say. My mouticks. Go on, about the woman.

    t tle girl? Suc little scrap of a girl, s blue, of course; and broer . . .

    So my o my voice I make flat. Go on, I say again. I knoo tell me. tell me noer dead.  then?

    isimes. And sometimes t. Not  co her, and when I said she had much

    better give o me, te ;, you dont mean to raise ; I said. quot;You, a lady,  a ; S to go abroad, ;Ill see my daugo a poor man before s; s;Im ty life.quot; t  no amount of sensible talking from me could s s , to t to start for France so soon as rengtell you t s I o  simple and good.

    S its t are meant to suffer in t it, t very ime, of France, it il one nigting o cs t first put o me: I see rouble. t do you tracked er all. quot;t; says t;Lord  to tell t t; Ss black. quot;t; s;and a bully to  your lady out nory to !quot;

    ell! t all, and started s;O; s;O only  to France!quot;—but trip doairs ;take my baby!quot; s;take

    as omb! take urn  against me—o even named  even named ; ts all s;I  even named ;—quot;Name ; I said, just to make . quot;Name ill got t; quot;I ; she said.

    quot;But, ;ell,quot; I said, quot;to be a lady after all, t no s your o; t;My names a eful one, Id sooner curse  anyone call ;

    Sops, seeing my face. It ed—t tory must reac, and ood, feeling my breater, my stomacale proceeds. I dras not true, I say. My mot a her was a soldier. I have his ring. Look here,