"Perhaps she was trying to take me in that day, after all," said Josie, anxious to feel herself in the right.
"You did not think so at the time."
"But she told me she was starving—and she's alive now," said Josie, inclined for an argument.
"No doubt some one gave her food."
"I dare say I shall see her again some day," said Josie. "I'll walk there every morning for some days, and then I'm pretty nearly sure to do it."
"Very well, dear."
"And it may not have been the same little girl, after all," said Josie. "Her frock looked cleaner."
"But how about her face?"
"That was cleaner too," said Josie.
"Yes, but was it the same face?"