"How old are you?"
"'Leven, goin' on twelve."
"Well, take that gum out of your mouth and stop crying."
He consulted his papers and then looked at her over his glasses.
"Nancy," he said, "are you in the habit of slipping into the cathedral when the janitor is not around?"
"Yes, sir."
"What for?"
"Lookin' at the pretties, an' seein' if there's any nickels under the seats."
"You want to buy candy, I suppose?"
"No, sir, a bureau."