`` Oh , thank you , miss ! I 'd like 'em ever so much , for I 'm out in the rain half the time , and get bad colds because my boots are old , '' said Lizzie , smiling brightly at the thought of the welcome gift . `` I should think your mother would get you warmer things , '' began Belle , who found something rather interesting in the shabby girl , with shy bright eyes , and curly hair bursting out of the old hood . `` I have n't got any mother , '' said Lizzie , with a pathetic glance at her poor clothes . `` I 'm so sorry ! Have you brothers and sisters ? '' asked Belle , hoping to find something pleasant to talk about ; for she was a kind little soul . `` No , miss ; I 've got no folks at all . '' `` Oh , dear ; how sad ! Why , who takes care of you ? '' cried Belle , looking quite distressed . `` No one ; I take care of myself . I work for Madame , and she pays me a dollar a week . I stay with Mrs. Brown , and chore round to pay for my keep . My dollar do n't get many clothes , so I ca n't be as neat as I 'd like . '' And the forlorn look came back to poor Lizzie 's face . Belle said nothing , but sat among the sofa cushions , where she had thrown herself , looking soberly at this other girl , no older than she was , who took care of herself and was all alone in the world . It was a new idea to Belle , who was loved and petted as an only child is apt to be . She often saw beggars and pitied them , but knew very little about their wants and lives ; so it was like turning a new page in her happy life to be brought so near to poverty as this chance meeting with the milliner 's girl . `` Are n't you afraid and lonely and unhappy ? ''
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