"Come in, little girl, sit down here and eat,
We have plenty of food and to spare;
You are tired, poor child. Go Harry, my love,
And get your young friend a chair.
"There, now you have eaten, pray tell us why
You wander alone in the street;
And why there is none to look after your clothes,
And keep you more tidy and neat?"
"My mother just died, and they took her away,
And our landlady said I must go;