“Who DID?” asked Phyllis.
“I dunno,” said the woman. “Nobody don't know! But somehow, and I don't know the why nor the wherefore of it, them words is p'ison to a barge-master. Don't you take no notice. 'E won't be back for two hours good. You might catch a power o' fish afore that. The light's good an' all,” she added.
“Thank you,” said Bobbie. “You're very kind. Where's your baby?”
“Asleep in the cabin,” said the woman. “'E's all right. Never wakes afore twelve. Reg'lar as a church clock, 'e is.”
“I'm sorry,” said Bobbie; “I would have liked to see him, close to.”
“And a finer you never did see, Miss, though I says it.” The woman's face brightened as she spoke.
“Aren't you afraid to leave it?” said Peter.
“Lor' love you, no,” said the woman; “who'd hurt a little thing like 'im? Besides, Spot's there. So long!”
The woman went away.
“Shall we go home?” said Phyllis.