"Can't you ever get away from the place where they send you?" asked Rose.
"What a thing you are to ask questions. Yes, I spose you kin, if you die or get married—it amounts to about the same thing," said Timmins, with a shrug of her divorced shoulders.
"To whom shall I be bound out?" asked the child.
"Land's sake, as if I could tell; perhaps to one person, perhaps to another."
This answer not being very satisfactory to Rose, she turned her face to the pillow and heaved a deep sigh.
"Haven't you got no folks?" asked Timmins.
"What?"
"No folks? no relations, like?"
"None but Aunt Dolly."
"Who is Aunt Dolly?"