4/24 Well, I'll chance it and go on. I 'ate 'im because he's 'aughty--or 'igh-born, if you like--" The figure beneath the bedclothes did not stir. Tilda lifted herself an inch higher on the elbow; lifted her voice too as she went on: "And I'll take 'im to--'OLMNESS--" She had been watching, expecting some effect. But it scared her when, after a moment, the woman raised herself slowly, steadily, until half-erect from the waist. |