she asked . ` Dunno , missis . ' ` Is it a year , or more , or less ? ' ` Dunno , missis . ' ` Have you ever heard anything about God , Topsy ? ' asked Miss Ophelia next . Topsy looked puzzled , but kept on grinning . ` Do you know who made you ? ' ` Nobody as I knows on , ' replied Topsy , with a laugh . ` Spect I grow 'd . Do n't think nobody ever made me . ' -LSB- Illustration -RSB- ` Do you know how to sew ? ' asked Miss Ophelia , quite shocked . ` No , missis . ' ` What can you do ? What did you do for your master and mistress ? ' ` Fetch water , and wash dishes , and clean knives , and wait on folks . ' ` Well , now , Topsy , I 'm going to show you just how my bed is to be made . I am very particular about my bed . You must learn exactly how to do it . '
` Yes , XXXXX , ' said Topsy , with a deep sigh and a face of woeful earnestness .
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