Or had little Bets guessed it? The others looked at her smiling face. Larry dragged the Balloon-woman to a wayside seat, and they all sat down.
"Is it really you, Fatty?" said Larry. The old woman nodded.
"Of course! Golly, this disguise must be super if I could take you all in as well as that!”
"Did Bets guess? " demanded Pip.
"She did," said Fatty. "She suddenly guessed when she was buying her balloon, and you had all gone off without her."
"But how did she guess?" said Pip, annoyed.
"Goodness knows!” said Fatty. "How did you guess, young Bets?"
"Oh, Fatty—it was such a silly thing—I don't really like to tell you," said Bets. "I'm sure you'll think it was a silly way to guess."
"Go on—tell me," said Fatty, with much interest.
"Well, Fatty—you see, you had very dirty hands, like all the rest of the Fair people," said Bets. "But I couldn't help seeing that you had nice, clean nails—and it did seem to me a bit funny that somebody with dirty hands should bother to keep their nails so clean."