“What should make the child walk so far, I wonder?”
“Money, mum, and things to eat.”
“Have you eaten enough?”
“Yes. I must go home now, or I shall be late.”
“Are you sure you know the way?” asked the lady, a little anxiously. “You’re such a little thing!”
“O, yes, mum! Go as I came.”
“Well, good by.”
“Good by, mum.”
But was Puppet sure that she knew the way?
The next morning, a man walking on a road that ran by the edge of a meadow, was going to his work.