I mean I'm going away.

I can't live here any longer." Thankful collapsed upon a chair.
"Goin'!" she repeated.

"You're goin' to leave here?
Why--why you've just fixed up to stay!" Miss Timpson groaned.

"I know," she wailed; "I thought I had, but I--I've changed my mind.

I'm going to leave--now." By way of proof she pointed to her traveling-bag, which was beside her on the floor.