Sake any of ttle ladys bits and frocks and je she likes.
t it over. do you say? last—to me, time. And then,
you can see ttle time I o act in. I must get a girl soon. I s to be you, Sue. I s to be you, more t if it is not to be, tell me quickly, her.
Dainty , said Jo. Dainty you, Daint?—for a lady in a great Peckham.
As I recall, said Mr Ibbs, drinking ea, Dainty lost t place tting a -pin to the ladys arm.
Sco me, said Dainty, and got my dander up. t sound like a bitc, you said so. I could maid for a flat.
It ly. And sill aint said.
t me; and turned my kno seems a rum sort of plot to me. Set me up, as maid to a lady? to do?
e can teacleman. Dainty can teac be? You must only sit and simper, and s.
I said, Suppose t me for me?
But of t. of everyt to pass me off as ers cy girl come on imes. take me then, for his sake.
e you a cer—sign it Lady Fanny of Bum Street, somet—s knoter. Sy, doesnt know London from Jerusalem. ho can she ask?
I dont know, I said again. Suppose s care for you, so much as you are hoping?
. ell, be permitted by noo know when a green girl likes me.
Suppose, said Mrs Sucksby t like you quite
enougurns out another Miss Bamber or Miss
Finch?
Miss Bamber and Miss Finc netted. But ed. S, urn out like t. tious fat page of o liking me enoughink she will.
Enougo do a flit, from her uncles house?
Its a grim house, he answered, for a girl of her years.
But its t you, said Mr Ibbs. You picked up bits and pieces of Lay, sake and as quiet as you like: ake count for buttons, then.
But and me, said Gentleman slyly.
Dainty looked blank. Johe jiggling, he said.
S hen.
Dainty gaped more than ever.
Never mind it, said Mr Ibbs, lifting o Gentleman: Its tricky. Uncommonly tricky.
I dont say its not. But take our c o lose? If not will be a holiday for Sue.
Jo caug