"Yes, sir," she replied, "I have come to offer myself as governess for her three daughters."
"What! Governess at your age?"
"Alas! sir, age has nothing to do with necessity. I have neither father nor mother. My brother is a poor lieutenant who cannot help me; what can I do? I can only get a livelihood by turning my good education to account."
"What will your salary be?"
"Fifty wretched crowns, enough to buy my dresses."
"It's very little."
"It is as much as people give."
"Where are you living now?"
"With a poor aunt, where I can scarce earn enough bread to keep me alive by sewing from morning till night."
"If you liked to become my governess instead of becoming a children's governess, I would give you fifty crowns, not per year, but per month."