Lady Tottenham strolled along the road, lifting her dress to avoid the dirty beggar children. 
"Filthy things," she muttered as she climbed aboard a horse-drawn carriage. "Lazy beings." She squealed in mingled terror and disgust as the bundle of cloth next to her moved. It was a ragged child. "Well, what can we do about it?" asked the shabby little girl. Lady Tottenham was outraged.
"How dare you speak to me like that! Of course, you have to...welll, obviously..."She faltered. The girl smirked and jumped off the back of the carriage. Lady Tottenham continued her journey, thoughtful..