Chapter Sixteen
le, as if to raise ing about tc C and made to draime in terror on Gentlemans lips and curned and ran. o Mr Ibbss so o o make op, o Lant Street:
Murder! help! help! Murder!
At t e! said Mr Ibbs. too late. ood and listened. t carried at first ronger, and I understood it sound of all, to us—ttle, rising and falling on ting wind; and drawing nearer.
turned, and came to Dainty. Dainty,
run! ood for a second, t—the back way__
tearing ts from t go ead, to Gentlemans side.
e migake o Mrs Sucksby. me, and t Maud. e migake ween us, if we are quick.
Mrs Sucksby slemans oill bubbled at , and bubbled again.
Save yourself, so Joake Sue.
But go; and I kneill—t I Mr Ibbs. o tc one of t later t money tely, in an old cigarette box. tcoat. to look about ts on to see be, t look at Gentleman or Mrs Sucksby. look at me— once me aside, to reac me for a porcelain cup; and to trangled sort of bark, he kicked him.
Meantles greleman lifted the corner of his eye.
Do you ? he said weakly.
Dear boy, I do, said Mrs Sucksby. Sill knelt at his side.
sound is it?
S une, she said.
S me, and t Maud. You might run.
I said not from t now.
You know w follows?
S me, and t Maud, then closed her eyes. She sighed, as if weary.
to you once, dear girl, so lose you again—
You s lose me! I cried; and understanding. t Joilted his head.
hey come! he said.