The landlady told me that of course I couldn't stay on there; she couldn't afford to keep me; I must go and find a home somewhere.

Try and think what that meant to me.

I was so young and ignorant that such an idea as that I might one day have to earn my own living had never entered my mind.

I was fed and clothed like every one else,--a good deal better, indeed, than some of the children at school,--and I didn't know why it shouldn't always be so.

Besides, I was a vain child; I thought myself clever; I had even begun to look at myself in the glass and think I was handsome.