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And she began running away, and she ran and ran till she found herself reckoning up an account she had puzzled over in the morning, and she did it backwards and forwards, upwards and downwards, starting here, starting there, and the figures got mixed up with other things, and she had to begin over again, and everything jumbled up, and her head whirled, till finally, with a start, she woke. AND SHE BEGAN RUNNING AWAY AND SHE RAN AND RAN TILL SHE FOUND HERSELF RECKONING UP AN ACCOUNT SHE HAD PUZZLED OVER IN THE MORNING AND SHE DID IT BACKWARDS AND FORWARDS UPWARDS AND DOWNWARDS STARTING HERE STARTING THERE AND THE FIGURES GOT MIXED UP WITH OTHER THINGS AND SHE HAD TO BEGIN OVER AGAIN AND EVERYTHING JUMBLED UP AND HER HEAD WHIRLED TILL FINALLY WITH A START SHE WOKE
he regular, heavy breathing by her side, and in her pain she sobbed. She pulled at her pillow and said: 'Why can't I go to sleep? Why can't I sleep like 'er?' And the darkness was awful; it was a heavy, ghastly blackness, that seemed palpable, so that it frightened her and she looked for relief at the faint light glimmering through the window from a distant street-lamp. She thought the night would never end--the minutes seemed like hours, and she wondered how she should live through till morning. And strange pains that she did not know went through her. Still the night went on, the darkness continued, cold and horrible, and her mother breathed loudly and steadily by her side. At last with the morning sleep came; but the sleep was almost worse than the wakefulness, for it was accompanied by ugly, disturbing dreams. Liza thought she was going through the fight with her enemy, and Mrs. Blakeston grew enormous in size, and multiplied, so that every way she turned the figure confronted her. ING FOR BREATH LISTENING TO THE REGULAR HEAVY BREATHING BY HER SIDE AND IN HER PAIN SHE SOBBED SHE PULLED AT HER PILLOW AND SAID WHY CAN'T I GO TO SLEEP WHY CAN'T I SLEEP LIKE HER AND THE DARKNESS WAS AWFUL IT WAS A HEAVY GHASTLY BLACKNESS THAT SEEMED PALPABLE SO THAT IT FRIGHTENED HER AND SHE LOOKED FOR RELIEF AT THE FAINT LIGHT GLIMMERING THROUGH THE WINDOW FROM A DISTANT STREET LAMP SHE THOUGHT THE NIGHT WOULD NEVER END THE MINUTE SEEMED LIKE OURS AND SHE WONDERED HOW SHE SHOULD LIVE THROUGH TILL MORNING AND STRANGE PAINS THAT SHE DID NOT KNOW WENT THROUGH HER STILL THE NIGHT WENT ON THE DARKNESS CONTINUED COLD AND HORRIBLE AND HER MOTHER BREATHED LOUDLY AND STEADILY BY HER SIDE AT LAST WITH THE MORNING SLEEP CAME BUT THE SLEEP WAS ALMOST WORSE THAN THE WAKEFULNESS FOR IT WAS ACCOMPANIED BY UGLY DISTURBING DREAMS LIZA THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING THROUGH THE FIGHT WITH HER ENEMY AND MISSUS BLAKESTON GREW ENORMOUS IN SIZE AND MULTIPLIED SO THAT EVERY WAY SHE TURNED THE FIGURE CONFRONTED HER
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