Are there not charitable societies which are trying to help and protect destitute children wandering about the streets?
I think of my own wretched childhood--and oh! I should so like to be employed in saving other children from ending as I have ended.

I could work, for such an object as that, from morning to night, and never feel weary.

All my heart would be in it; and I should have this advantage over happy and prosperous women--I should have nothing else to think of.

Surely they might trust me with the poor little starving wanderers of the streets--if you said a word for me?
If I am asking too much, please forgive me.

I am so wretched, madam--so lonely and so weary of my life.
"There is only one thing more.