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Chapter 2 Fellow Travellers

           Iwon’tbearit;Ican’tbearit;IshalldieifItrytobearit!’

           Theobserverstoodwithherhanduponherownbosom,lookingatthegirl,asoneafflictedwithadiseasedpartmightcuriouslywatchthedissectionandexpositionofananalogouscase.

           Thegirlragedandbattledwithalltheforceofheryouthandfulnessoflife,untilbylittleandlittleherpassionateexclamationstrailedoffintobrokenmurmursasifshewereinpain.Bycorrespondingdegreesshesankintoachair,thenuponherknees,thenuponthegroundbesidethebed,drawingthecoverletwithher,halftohidehershamedheadandwethairinit,andhalf,asitseemed,toembraceit,ratherthanhavenothingtotaketoherrepentantbreast.

           ‘Goawayfromme,goawayfromme!Whenmytempercomesuponme,Iammad.IknowImightkeepitoffifIonlytriedhardenough,andsometimesIdotryhardenough,andatothertimesIdon’tandwon’t.WhathaveIsaid!IknewwhenIsaidit,itwasalllies.TheythinkIambeingtakencareofsomewhere,andhaveallIwant.Theyarenothingbutgoodtome.Ilovethemdearly;nopeoplecouldeverbekindertoathanklesscreaturethantheyalwaysaretome.Do,dogoaway,forIamafraidofyou.IamafraidofmyselfwhenIfeelmytempercoming,andIamasmuchafraidofyou.Goawayfromme,andletmeprayandcrymyselfbetter!’

           Thedaypassedon;andagainthewidestarestareditselfout;andthehotnightwasonMarseilles;andthroughitthecaravanofthemorning,alldispersed,wenttheirappointedways

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