"Nowhere."
"Haven't you any mamma?"
"She's gone."
"But who takes care of you?"
"Nobody," gulped the one called Loie.
"Mittie did, but she runned away and lef' us," added Lewie.
"Where are you going now?"
"To fin' mamma."
"But you said she was dead."
"She just goned away and lef' us, too," murmured Loie, looking very much puzzled.