"It is the fault of the rich people."
"The fault of the rich people! What does that mean?"
"You are asking a great many questions to-day; I shall answer you by and by."
"No, no; right away, Madame Blanchet."
"I cannot explain it to you. In the first place, do you know yourself what it is to be a waif?"
"Yes; it is being put in a foundling asylum by your father and mother, because they have no money to feed you and bring you up."
"Yes, that is it. So you see that there are people so wretched as not to be able to bring up their own children, and that is the fault of the rich who do not help them."
"You are right!" answered the waif very thoughtfully. "Yet there are some good rich people, since you are one, Madame Blanchet, and it is only necessary to fall in their way."
