"I have no mother."
"Poor boy! Then you are an orphan."
"I suppose so. But, little girl, I don't want you to tell any one that you have seen me. You won't—will you?"
"Not father and mother?" asked the maiden, with a stare of astonishment.
"If you please, don't. I am a poor boy, and have run away from a hard master."
"I won't tell anybody."
"And I am very hungry."
"Poor boy! How lucky that I have lots of goodies in my basket!" exclaimed she. "You shall eat all you can."
"I haven't eat anything since yesterday noon," replied Harry, as he took a handful of doughnuts she handed him.
"Sit down on this rock, and do eat all you want. I never knew what it was to be very hungry."