It seemed quite natural that every one should be kind and indulgent to me.

I shall never forget the feeling I had when the landlady spoke to me in that hard, sharp way.

My whole idea of the world was overset all at once; I seemed to be in a miserable dream.

I sat in my mother's bedroom hour after hour, and, every step I heard on the stairs, I thought it must be my mother coming back home to me;--it was impossible to believe that I was left alone, and could look to no one for help and comfort." "Next morning the landlady came up to me again, and said, if I liked, she could tell me of a way of earning my living.

It was by going as a servant to an eating-house in a street close by, where they wanted some one to wash up dishes and do different kinds of work not too hard for a child like me.