eemedlikehours,andshewonderedhowsheshouldlivethroughtillmorning.Andstrangepainsthatshedidnotknowwentthroughher.
Stillthenightwenton,thedarknesscontinued,coldandhorrible,andhermotherbreathedloudlyandsteadilybyherside.
Atlastwiththemorningsleepcamebutthesleepwasalmostworsethanthewakefulness,foritwasaccompaniedbyugly,disturbingdreams.Lizathoughtshewasgoingthroughthefightwithherenemy,andMrs.Blakestongrewenormousinsize,andmultiplied,sothateverywaysheturnedthefigureconfrontedher.Andshebeganrunningaway,andsheranandrantillshefoundherselfreckoningupanaccountshehadpuzzledoverinthemorning,andshediditbackwardsandforwards,upwardsanddownwards,startinghere,startingthere,andthefiguresgotmixedupwithotherthings,andshehadtobeginoveragain,andeverythingjumbledup,andherheadwhirled,tillfinally,withastart,shewoke.
Thedarknesshadgivenwaytoacold,greydawn,heruncoveredlegswerechilledtothebone,andbyhersidesheheardagaintheregular,nasalbreathingofthedrunkard.
Foralongwhileshelaywhereshewas,feelingverysickandill,butbetterthaninthenight.Atlasthermotherwoke.
'Liza!'shecalled.
'Yus,mother,'sheansweredfeebly.
'Gitusacupoftea,willyer?'
'Ican't,mother,I'mill.'
'Garn!'saidMrs.Kemp,insurprise.Thenlookingather:'Swopmebob,wot'supwithyer?Why,yercheeksisflushed,an'yerforehead—itis'ot!Wot'sthematterwithyer,gal?'
'Idunno,'saidLiza.'I'vebeenthetbadallnight,IthoughtIwasgoin'terdie.'
'Iknowwotitis,'saidMrs.Kemp,shakingherhead'thefactis,youain'tusedterdrinkin',an'ofcourseit'supsetyer.Nowme,whyI'masfreshasadisy.Tikemyword,thereain'tnogoodinteetotalismitfindsyerahtintheend,an'it'sfoundyouaht.'
Mrs.KempconsidereditajudgmentofProvidence.Shegotupandmixedsomewhiskyandwater.
''Ere,drinkthis,'shesaid.'Whenone's'adadroptoomuchatnight,there'snothin'likehavin'adropmoreinthemornin'terputoneright.Itjustactslikemagic.'
'Tikeitawy,'saidLiza,turningfromitindisgust