“Does the woman take good care of it?”
“Oh dear, no! She lets it sit on the floor 'most all the time, and it cries so that I often go up and nurse it. The woman lives in the room over ours.”
“Where do you live?”
“In Grubb's court.”
“Will you show me the way there after school is over?”
The child looked up into Edith's face with an expression of surprise and doubt. Edith repeated her question.
“I guess you'd better not go,” was answered, in a voice that meant all the words expressed.
“Why not?”
“It isn't a good place.”
“But you live there?”