ny kind of tool—not so muco make one e our soup in, and so soft, t  hem.

    Dinner lasted cout men—Mr Bates and Mr ood at tables. ced up my hand and said,

    Please, sir, wors? Sir? May I see Dr Cie, sir?

    Dr Cie is busy, . he walked on.

    A lady said, You s see tors no you know?

    Sher.

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    From London, I said, still looking after think I come from somewhere else.

    From London! s, too: London! A!

    And t beginning. t is very ?

    I said, Out?

    ho are your people?

    ? tout man urned and oed my . ill you tell me, I said to ie? Sir? Please, sir?

    Be quiet! .

    t  be familiar, son.

    ? I said. No.

    I srees are all in leaf.

    I dont kno knohem.

    ho are your people?

    tout man urned and folded  no it droop.

    My people are thieves, I said miserably.

    Ohe ladies made faces. Queer girl. . .

    the woman beside me, however, beckoned me close.

    Your property gone? soo. But see  sring, around  , and ed stones. al, sy. Sucked toucers aken t. t his, however! Oh, no!

    I spoke to no-one, after t. ook us to a garden and made us  it for an e: te  you could see ts bars to t of t t in. trees to t park e of t. I ree in my life, but  be? If I mig to a  freedom.

    If Mrs Sucksby didnt come first.

    But till supposed, too, t I sie. I meant to s taken back to to sit, until tea-time, in a great grey room t smelt of leaking gas, t t—still tcill sing—and said not tty