"Where did you come from, and what are you doing here?" he asked. "Do you belong to the barricks, and has your mammy been wollopping of you? Or did you stray in from outside?"
"Lost my mammy," the small creature burst out, finding that she was expected to say something.
"What's your mammy's name?" Flinders asked.
"Mammy, of course," was the reply.
"And what's your name?"
"Susy."
"Susy. Aye, but Susy what?"
"Susy," repeated the little person, beginning to whimper again.
"Where do you live?"
"At home," said Susy, in an insulted tone, as if all these questions were quite superfluous.