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ill you just lift your foot, miss, for me to take this from you?
ill you breattle softer, miss? and t will come.
me for an -iron.
Spit on ty? to gave a sizzle ook out a cigarette, and lit it on t base. tood by and smoked, Mrs Sucksby—s, been a mangling- another hour.
tleman sent me upstairs, to put on t P for me. It cairs again I could one; but Gentleman said it dress for a sneak or for a servant—and so all t for me, o be both.
e laug t; and t to groo t ( Dainty see oo large and needed stitcand and try a curtsey. t sounds. Say to, it masters: I seyed before to anyone. Noleman had me
dipping up and doil I t I sseying came as natural to ladies maids, as passing rick, I s it—and about t, at least, for I can still dip a proper curtsey, even noo.
ell. seys ory. to test me, and before my part, like a girl saying a catechism.
No is your name?
Aint it Susan? I said.
Aint it Susan, w?
Aint it Susan trinder?
Aint it Susan, sir. You must remember, I s be Gentleman to you at Briar. I s call me sir; and you must call Mr Lilly sir; and t call miss or Miss Lilly or Miss Maud, as ss you. And Susan trinder. t may lead to Lant Street if t find you a better second name—
Valentine, I said, straig can I tell you? I een. I s. Gentleman heard me, and curled his lip.
Perfect, to put you on tage.
I knoine! I said.
ts true, said Dainty. Floy Valentine, and ers. Lord, I es t to be named for them, Sue.
I bit my finger. Maybe not.
Certainly not, said Gentleman. A fanciful name mig o everyones notice. e need a name— it over—an untraceable name, yet one c? Lets make it, Smito be a sort of smiter all. t, I mean.
urned it, and crooked his middle
finger; and t—fingersmithief, we laughed again.
At last fun, to? Aell me again. is your name?
I said it, er.
Very good. And w is your home?
My London, sir, I said. My