''Like it, do you?'' she said, still moving. ''No? We heard you did.''
And at that, the nurses roared. They roared, and I saw on their faces as they gazed at me that nasty look I had seen before but never understood. I understood it now, of course; and all at once I guessed what Maud must have said to Dr Christie, that time at Mrs Cream''s. The thought that she had said it—that she had said it, before Gentleman, as a way of making me out to be mad—struck me like a blow to the heart. I had had many such blows, since I left Briar; but this, just then, seemed like the worst. It was as if I were filled with gunpowder, and had just been touched with a match. I began to struggle, and to shriek.●思●兔●在●線●閱●讀●
''Get off me!'' I shrieked. ''Get off me! Get off me! Get off!''
Nurse Bacon felt me wriggle, and her laughter died. She pushed again upon me, harder, with her hips. I saw her hot red face above my own and butted it with my head. Her nose went crack. She gave a cry. There came blood on my cheek.
Then, I can''t quite say what happened. I think the nurses that were holding me let go; but I think I kept on struggling and shrieking, a