“Of three or four, with a head like a fuzz-ball.”
“Black?”
“White—fair as can be, an’ all of a fuzz.”
“Is there a father, then?”
“Not to my knowledge. I don’t know.”
“What brought her here?”
“I couldn’t say, without th’ vicar axed her.”
“Is the child her child?”
“I s’d think so—they say so.”
“Who told you about her?”