The eyes came back from the door to Elizabeth, and then went to Winthrop.
"What do you do then?" Elizabeth repeated.
"I gets 'em."
"You didn't get any to-day?" said Winthrop.
She shook her head.
"You mustn't any more."
"Nobody ha'n't no business to let me starve," said the blackey stoutly.
"No, but I'll tell you where to go the next time you can't get a dinner, and you shall have it without stealing."
"I ha'n't stole it — nobody never see me steal — I only tuk it," — said the girl with a little lowering of her voice and air.
"What's your name?"