r my journey—e supposed you lost! ser my room. Did I like my bed? Did I like my breakfast?

    And   anyone  Lant Street—as if I mig t s in a different sort of  in a gaping country  in a noticing, o o .

    Of course, I t I knew w was.

    Next sold me all ties I so do,   tidy her gowns. She lowered her eyes.

    Youll see  of t Briar, s matters little, I suppose, since . But you, of course, o t styles of London.

    I t of Daintys . Pretty used, I said.

    And your last mistress, s on te a fine lady? So look at me, I expect!

    Sill , and again looked from me; and again I t, You pigeon!

    But  Lady Alice— Gentleman oo kind to laug anyone,

    and  grand clot not  ougo be judged. All in all, I t, it ty clever to say; and so too, for w s me in a new way and  down, and sook my hink. I said, Lady Alice always said so, miss.

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    I t it almost a s, t sher.

    ell, sting it inside , Lady Alice does indeed speak  o leave her house.

    Pretty sorry, miss, I said. But to India. I ther fierce.

    S. Strong lig.

    Seete. I smiled, but kept my lips s—for my oeet are yelloo say quite yellohem yellower.

    S, miss.

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