"And we never have sugar on our oatmeal, or sauce to eat with our bread," added Lottie, shaking her curls dolefully.
"What do you eat, then?"
"Oh, bread and milk, and mush of some kind, or rice, and potatoes and vegetables and meat once a week and pie or pudding real seldom."
"Who takes care of you?" asked Peace again after a slight pause.
"The matron and nurses."
"What's a matron?"
"The boss of the caboose," grinned Tony irreverently.
"Is she nice?"
"That's what we're waiting to find out. She's just come, you see, and we don't know her real well yet. The other one was a holy fright."
"But the new one looks nice," said Lottie loyally. "She smiles all the time, and Miss Cooper never did. She always looked froze."