My name, in trinder. People called me Sue. I kno for many years I did not knoe, and took my birt Cmas. I believe I am an orp I never sa Lant Street, in to thames.

    t time I remember t t.

    to take me begging at a play. People used to like to take me begging t er. tre sook me to, on t I am t Georges Circus. t. I remember it as very terrible. I remember tilt of to t. I remember a drunken c t made tage very lurid; and tors, ters in a red  of all  dogs master—Bill Sykes, truck t up. t t tage. A ,

    O! You villain! And y of a bully like you!

    I dont kno ting up— of Nancy, lying perfectly pale and still at Bill Sykess feet; but I became gripped by an aerror. I t  quiet me. And  o me and smiled, I screamed out louder. to een, I suppose. Sook me home, and Mrs Sucksby slapped her.

    aking o suco sit eps. I dont s out to  back like turned blue  ?

    Sook me upon  again. tood before rand of  c Flora and tapped  upon time rocking in   creaking  in save ing hen,

    I knotle rig, sly. S you get? A couple of ? A couple of wipers, and a ladys purse?

    Flora pulled trand of o  it. A purse, ser a second. And a bottle of scent.

    S  s o a tear at t of , and reac; and you migear turned out to be not a tear at all, but ttle silk pocket t  a black clottle opper on a silver c, and meg. Per it from t my dress. ttle, s stopper off, smelt of roses. Mrs Sucksby sniffed.

    Pretty poor poke, s it?

    Flora tossed  me, if s started up erics.