"You remember before you came here--you had a home and a mammy, don't you?"
"Yes," said Susy promptly.
"What sort of a house was it?"
"Where my mammy was?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Big," replied Susy briefly, selecting another sweetie with care.
"And what was it called?"
"The house," said the child, in a matter-of-fact tone.
Flinders gave a sigh. "Yes, I dare say it was. Don't you remember, though, what your mammy was called?"
"Why mammy, of course," said Susy, as if the question was too utterly foolish for serious consideration.