THIS set the old Gentlewoman a Laughing at me, as you may be sure it would: Well, Ma|dam forsooth, says she, Gibing at me, you would be a Gentlewoman, and pray how will you come to be a Gentlewoman? what, will you do it by your Fingers Ends?
YES, says I again, very innocently.
WHY, what can you Earn, says she, what can you get at your Work?
THREE-Pence, said I, when I Spin, and 4 d. when I Work plain Work.
ALAS! poor Gentlewoman, said she again, Laughing, what will that do for thee?
IT will keep me, says I, if you will let me live with you; and this I said, in such a poor petitioning Tone, that it made the poor Womans Heart yearn to me, as she told me afterwards.
BUT, says she, that will not keep you, and buy you Cloths too; and who must buy the little Gentlewo|man Cloths, says she, and smil'd all the while at me.
I will Work Harder then, says I, and you shall have it all.
POOR Child! it won't keep you, says she, it will hardly keep you in Victuals.
THEN I will have no Victuals? says I, again very Innocently, let me but live with you.
WHY, can you live without Victuals? says she, yes, again says I, very much like a Child, you may be sure, and still I cry'd heartily.
I HAD no Policy in all this, you may easily see it was all Nature, but it was joyn'd with so much Innocence, and so much Passion, That in short, it set the good Motherly Creature a weep|ing too, and she cry'd at last as fast as I did, and then took me, and led me out of the teaching Room;