"I think it's a girl."
"How old is it?"
"I think he said about six weeks."
"Is it healthy?"
"I don't know."
"Maybe it has the smallpox."
"I do not think so. Will you take it?"
"I—not I. I know nothin' about it. There's no saying, it might bring diseases into the house, and I must consider my own children. Is it terrible dirty?"
"I—I don't think so."
"And it hasn't got a name?"