Emily and Lizzie were manufacturing bread for his lordship when they heard a bang that made the white walls jump.

“Sorry girls that was just me being clumsy!” laughed Rosie. Lizzie let out a quiet weep: the girls were feeling sad that their mother wasn’t there with them.

“Would you girls like a cup o’ rosie lee?” asked Rosie in a calm voice; she was missing Miss Jarvis as well.

“I think we’re quite alright MissRosie!” replied Emily in a contented way. They kept on making dough when a ratwhen by.

“Oy you stop right there!” yelledRosie. She swung at it with a broom and it glided through the window.

“That was a close one if his lordshiphad seen, we’d have been finished.

Ring! Ring! Ring! The sound of theold bell deafened the girls as it sounded like a megaphone as it shook.

“Just a minute!” Rosie yelled. Thesecond after she said that she regretted it very badly, “His lordship does notlike it when I talk back to him, especially when it comes to coffee.”

“What did you say to me?” Hislordship shouted. The cracks in the walls were cultivating as he yelled it. Achina plate fell down and crash! They were in a lot of trouble…

“Who are these people?” asked Hislordship.

“Please, give them a chance!” repliedRosie.

“I will hear nothing of it, now getout!” order his lordship. Emily and Lizzie pleaded to stay in the beautifulhouse with glamorous wallpaper, they even offered to clean the whole entiremansion, but he denied. Rosie tried one more time to regain their jobs, but hesaid no to everything they suggested. So they left in a cloud of sorrow. Theywere all downhearted as they dragged their weak bodies up the cobblestonedsteps. As they walked out the door they heard his lordship say goodbye. Theywere done fore.

“It’s the workhouse for us!” Emilyand Lizzie moaned.

“I guess I have to take you to MissJarvis then girls.” Rosie exclaimed. They kept on walking past the butcherswith a lump in their throats.

“There is a stray horse over thereLizzie shrieked. Their hearts sank as the horse waited like a predator. It ranat them like a famished monster. They ran in a panic, but the horse was faster.It was getting closer, closer and closer until crash! Blood drained down therusty sewers. They were all gone.

“I saw it with me own mince pies!” A man stated as he spoke to the news girl.