"Are you going to make a cake with the flour the miller brought on board?" asked Puss in a whisper.
"Yes," said the baby's mother. "But what's your name?" turning to the little girl.
"She's looking for Bobby Shafto," answered Puss.
"What's your name, little girl," asked the rock-a-by-baby's mother.
"Alice," said the little girl.
"I'm glad you like it," said the little girl. "And what is yours?"
"Mine? Oh, you can call me 'The Rock-a-by Baby's Mother.'"
"Let's go out on deck," suggested Puss. "Won't you come, too?" he asked, turning to the baby's mother.