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I got up softly and went to feel and see if the paper did move, and when I came back John was awake. "What is it, little girl?" he said. "Don't go walking about like that—you'll get cold." I thought it was a good time to talk, so I told him that I really was not gaining here, and that I wished he would take me away. I GOT UP SOFTLY AND WENT TO FEEL AND SEE IF THE PAPER DID MOVE AND WHEN I CAME BACK JOHN WAS AWAKE WHAT IS IT LITTLE GIRL HE SAID DON'T GO WALKING ABOUT LIKE THAT YOU'LL GET COLD I THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD TIME TO TALK SO I TOLD HIM THAT I REALLY WAS NOT GAINING HERE AND THAT I WISHED HE WOULD TAKE ME AWAY
so much easier than a baby, you see. Of course I never mention it to them any more,—I am too wise,—but I keep watch of it all the same. There are things in that paper that nobody knows but me, or ever will. Behind that outside pattern the dim shapes get clearer every day. It is always the same shape, only very numerous. And it is like a woman stooping down and creeping about behind that pattern. I don’t like it a bit. I wonder—I begin to think—I wish John would take me away from here! It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so. But I tried it last night. It was moonlight. The moon shines in all around, just as the sun does. I hate to see it sometimes, it creeps so slowly, and always comes in by one window or another. John was asleep and I hated to waken him, so I kept still and watched the moonlight on that undulating wallpaper till I felt creepy. The faint figure behind seemed to shake the pattern, just as if she wanted to get out. RE AFTER ALL I CAN STAND IT SO MUCH EASIER THAN A BABY YOU SEE OF COURSE I NEVER MENTION IT TO THEM ANY MORE I AM TOO WISE BUT I KEEP WATCH OF IT ALL THE SAME THERE ARE THINGS IN THAT PAPER THAT NOBODY KNOWS BUT ME OR EVER WILL BEHIND THAT OUTSIDE PATTERN THE DIM SHAPES GET CLEARER EVERY DAY IT IS ALWAYS THE SAME SHAPE ONLY VERY NUMEROUS AND IT IS LIKE A WOMAN STOOPING DOWN AND CREEPING ABOUT BEHIND THAT PATTERN I DON'T LIKE IT A BIT I WONDER I BEGIN TO THINK I WISH JOHN WOULD TAKE ME AWAY FROM HERE IT IS SO HARD TO TALK WITH JOHN OUT MY CASE BECAUSE HE IS SO WISE AND BECAUSE HE LOVES ME SO BUT I TRIED IT LAST NIGHT IT WAS MOONLIGHT THE MOON SHINES IN ALL AROUND JUST AS THE SUN DOES I HATE TO SEE IT SOMETIMES IT CREEPS SO SLOWLY AND ALWAYS COMES IN BY ONE WINDOW OR ANOTHER JOHN WAS ASLEEP AND I HATED TO WAKEN HIM SO I KEPT STILL AND WATCHED THE MOONLIGHT ON THAT UNDULATING WALL PAPER TILL I FELT CREEPY THE FAINT FIGURE BEHIND SEEMED TO SHAKE THE PATTERN JUST AS IF SHE WANTED TO GET OUT
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