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Mamma had kept the house in Duke Street for more than two years. I / recollected some of the chairs and tables from dear old Sloffemsquiggle, / and the bowl in which I had made that famous rum-punch, the evening she / went away, which she and my sisters left untouched, and I was obliged to / drink after they were gone; but that's not to the purpose.
Think of my sister Lucy's luck! that chap, Waters, fell in love with / her, and married her; and she now keeps her carriage, and lives in state / near Sloffemsquiggle. I offered to make it up with Waters; but he bears / malice, and never will see or speak to me. -- He had the impudence, too, / to say, that he took in all letters for mamma at Sloffemsquiggle; and / that as mine were all begging-letters, he burned them, and never said a / word to her concerning them. He allowed mamma fifty pounds a year, and, / if she were not such a fool, she might have had three times as much; but / the old lady was high and mighty forsooth, and would not be beholden, / even to her own daughter, for more than she actually wanted. Even this / fifty pound she was going to refuse; but when I came to live with her, / of course I wanted pocket-money as well as board and lodging, and so / I had the fifty pounds for MY share, and eked out with it as well as I / could.