You must leave these people, my dear, at once.' "'But where am I to go to ?' "'Anywhere.' "'But who'll take me in ?' "'Anybody, if you go the right way to work.

How many times do you think I've changed my people?
Seven!--and bettered myself on each occasion.
Why, do you know where I was born?
In a pig-sty.

There were three of us, mother and I and my little brother.

Mother would leave us every evening, returning generally just as it was getting light.

One morning she did not come back.