Dainty.

    My dear, I did. I sent out a man, confidentially

    S Maud. But Maud  lit  mine, for sly and suddenly,

    You look ill, Sue.

    It ime s and— despite myself—I t of times s, so softly as t, and felt myself colour.

    You do look done up, said Dainty. You look like you aint slept in a week.

    I , I said.

    to rise,  you go upstairs no your omorroy will come and fix you up in one of your old gowns, and dress your hair—

    Dont go to sleep ting oheres danger here.

    I took up my knife again, and she drew her hand back. I said,

    You t kno, in looking at you, Im not seeing danger ress moutreacherous eyes?

    tongue: t I must spit t or s seem treac all. I turned the

    blade took up t of t it darting across her cheek.

    I came o kill you, I said.

    Mrs Sucksby sed in . Maud kept tering gaze on mine.

    You came to Briar, so do t. . .

    t t suddenly tired, and sick. I felt all tc it urned to Mrs Sucksby.

    Can you sit, I said, and ease me? Can you knorick s  to ttle  it; and yet it sounded like bluster, too. I looked around ty, s you like to so pieces, in my behalf?

    S I! said Dainty. S. C my best pal,  it sink. S my eye. Seems an a to be suc, and all. And brave? I done  o taking stitc, t natural—

    All rigy, said Mrs Sucksby quickly.

    I looked again at Maud—at  ear  on a  t o t it seemed all of a piece —above tle cage of .

    I felt tears rise into my t.

    You aken ever