The janitor, very interested in charity affairs, asked: "Did you sweat them?"
The old "maman" thought deeply for a few moments then she exclaimed with feeling:
"Come to think of it, they refused my candy! Isn't that a sign that they had enough of it, that they get candy every day?"
"Of course," joined the two, "it certainly is so—children to refuse candy! Who ever heard of it?"
"When are they coming to-morrow?"
"In the morning."
"Well, I will try to help you in this affair. I don't think they are deserving."
As she went to write her report she kept on saying:
"A nice bunch—a nice bunch."