[CHAPTER IV]
THE LADY WHO LIKES LITTLE BOYS
The next thing Bobby knew, he woke up to find himself sitting in a great big, soft red chair in a great big, red room with as many as forty or a dozen red-shaded lights, with a strange lady kneeling in front of him. He looked into her eyes, puzzled at finding she was not the Supe'tendent.
"You don't remember one thing that happened, do you?" laughed the lady.
"Yes'm," said Bobby after a pause, smiling sleepily back at her. "You're the Lady Who Likes Little Boys."
"You darling!" murmured the lady and squeezed Bobby until he could hardly breathe. "Tell me where you live."
"There," and he pointed hesitatingly towards the top of the door. "N-No, that way. Don't know." The knowledge that he was lost came to him and that lower lip began to twitch tremulously.