[It's not polite to gossip, but Lizzie is very skilled in the art of whispering regardless; she's able to latch onto Vietnam's every word, and when she whispers back in turn, it's with delicacy:]
I cannot say I have anything to offer... I have neither pockets nor purse, so I can't carry anything with me!
[She's still not got the idea that she could give up anything else. It's all so unorthodox and frankly she's used to having her maid shell out payments whenever necessary.]
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I cannot say I have anything to offer... I have neither pockets nor purse, so I can't carry anything with me!
[She's still not got the idea that she could give up anything else. It's all so unorthodox and frankly she's used to having her maid shell out payments whenever necessary.]