<strong>The child makes a request.</strong><br/><br/>The ‘boy’ was lead in and this was although a little untidy and dirty was certainly healthy perhaps a little on the lean side, but certainly healthier than many of the children she had seen in London. ‘he’ was likely perhaps twelve or thirteen.<br/><br/>Once the child spoke it was more obvious that he was in fact a she. “Well Ma’am me Mam she says you are a real nice lady, she sometimes helps out in the house. The girl tilted her head and offered a smile. “I was wondering, if it’s …well let me see it’s a bit cheeky but I was wondering if there was any work.” She paused and smiled, “With my Mam being ill and all it’s a bit tight. I’ll work hard, and I have a knack with the outdoors.”<br/><br/>She shifted on her feet a little and then pushed her short hair behind her ear. Certainly this girl appeared very innocent and genuine. “My Mam’s name is Laura Summers…you might remember her.<br/>