"Who told you about the woods?"
"Nanna—Mrs. Moore."
"Was she your nurse?"
"Yes, Uncle George, she was my everybody. I love her more than anybody else in the world. She is the prettiest, nicest one in the Home."
"See here, little girl," interrupted the man, "will you promise me something?"
"Why, yes, what is it?"
"I want you to do me this one favor. Don't tell any one you were ever in an orphan's home."
The child was silent. "What will I talk about?" she finally asked.
Uncle George laughed. "Take my advice and don't say much about anything," was his suggestion. "You'll find it the easiest way to get along. But whatever you talk about, don't mention that Home."