f . Fuck me, ; and  nicely. Its too his.

    Fuck you, I said. You fucking villain. You do ?

    Like you,  on a chair. Yes.

    ed. You poor little bitch.

    Ric to  and able. Sen to me. t, and  will? said John.

    But Gentleman snorted again. tell me, o Maud, arted learning to be kind. s it to you, w Sue

    kno till? And do you look at Mrs Sucksby? Dont say you care w sher.

    So . No at ood,   diamond brooc  Maud, and let her hand fall.

    Gentlemans laugood very still.

    s this? he said.

    s w?said John.

    Noy—

    Oleman. Ocepped about table. to Maud, in an excited sort of  back from his brow.

    No, !

    You see notaking a step to me. Riching.

    a fool Ive been, not to  sooner! O you! I al t. Poor Maud! he laughed, properly. And, oh, Mrs Sucksby, poor you!

    ts enoug  spoke of!

    Sook a step towards him.

    Poor you, ill laugoo?

    Mr Ibbs did not answer.

    Knos.  me. Know w?

    I dont know, I said.

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    Susie, s you to go. take your pal and go. Im not going anywhere, I said.

    No Susie, you stay, said Gentleman, in a ric of voice. Dont mind Mrs Sucksbys o you, after all? Ric pleading.

    Gentleman, said Mrs Sucksby, ill on Maud. Dear boy. Be silent, will you? I am afraid.

    Afraid?  is beating perfectly quietly now, be.

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