"An' I've been keepin' out of his way when I might have given Louis back to his mother long ago!" Jack cried in dismay.
"You oughter knowed better."
"How could I when he'd threatened to send us to the poor farm?"
"But he didn't."
"He told Aunt Nancy so."
"Who's she?"
"A lady we've been livin' with. Say, Tom, have you got the papers that tell about Mrs. Littlefield huntin' for us?"
"There's a whole slat of 'em down to the house. Father spent more'n twenty cents buyin' whatever had anything in it about you."
"Will you give me one?"
"Of course. I know they ain't any good, for I heard him say he'd thrown away jest so much money on the pesky things."