"Who are you?" was the curt question that aroused her.
"I—I—ma'am?"
"Yes, I mean you. What's your name?"
"Mary Fuller, ma'am."
"What brought you in these parts?"
"I came with Isabel and Judge Sharp."
"What for?"
"To live with somebody, ma'am, I—I thought at first it was here!"
"Where did you come from?"
Mary blushed. Poor child! She had a vague idea that there was something to be ashamed of in coming from the Alms House. As she hesitated the woman repeated her question, but more briefly, only saying: