XII
The boy had a logical mind. He knew that Granny's story had not been finished, and he wanted all of it. At the first opportune moment he asked his mother:
"Was Granny a little girl when she came to Stockholm?"
"No," said his mother unsuspectingly, "she was already a young woman."
"What did she do before?"
"I told you," the mother replied, now on her guard.
"You told me what she did as a little girl, but not afterwards. I want to know."
"Oh, she worked, I suppose."
There was evidently nothing more to be had in that direction.