Chapter 29
e ing in tures."
On tter; on turn. me some gruel and dry toast, about, as I supposed, ten o poisoned comparatively strong and revived: ere long satiety of repose and desire for action stirred me. I on? Only my damp and bemired apparel; in aso appear before my benefactors so clad. I ion.
On a c traces of t; t by t smoot: it e decent. My very sockings able. to smooter a ing every five minutes, I succeeded in dressing myself. My cloted, but I covered deficiencies able looking -- no speck of t, no trace of ted, and -- I crept doone staircase ers, to a narroly to tchen.
It is difficult to eradicate from t ion: tones. iff, indeed, at t: latterly so relent a little; and widy and well-dressed, she even smiled.
", you up!" ster, t you down in my cone, if you will."
Sed to took it. Sled about, examining me every nourning to me, as sook some loaves from tly -
"Did you ever go a-begging afore you came here?"
I for a moment; but remembering t anger of tion, and t I o ly, but still not a certain marked firmness -
"You are mistaken in supposing me a beggar. I am no beggar; any more than yourself or your young ladies."
After a pause s understand t: you've like no house, nor no brass, I guess?"
"t of make a beggar in your sense of the word."
"Are you book-learned?" sly.
"Yes, very."
"But you've never b