My name, in those days, was Susan Trinder. People called me Sue. I know the year I was born in, but for many years I did not know the date, and took my birthday at Christmas. I believe I am an orphan. My mother I know is. dead. But I never saw her, she was nothing to me. I was Mrs Sucksbys child, if I was anyones; and for father I had Mr Ibbs, who kept the locksmiths shop, at Lant Street, in the Borough, near to the Thames.

This is the first time I remember thinking about the world and my place in it.

Loading...

未加载完，尝试【刷新网页】or【关闭小说模式】or【关闭广告屏蔽】。

使用【Firefox浏览器】or【Chrome谷歌浏览器】打开并收藏！

移动流量偶尔打不开，可以切换电信、联通网络。

收藏网址：www.ziyungong.cc

(＞人＜；)