"Don't you, Florrie ?" "Yes, aunt," with a delightful smiling, whispering timidity.

She was the eldest of a family of ten, and had always assisted her mother in the management of a half-crown house and the nurture of a regiment of infants.

But at thirteen and a half a girl ought to be earning money for her parents.

Bless you! She knew what a pawnshop was, her father being often out of a job owing to potter's asthma; and she had some knowledge of cookery, and was in particular very good at boiling potatoes.

To take her would be a real kindness on the part of Mrs.Lessways, for the 'place' was not merely an easy place, it was a 'good' place.