“Oh, the man didn’t have any.”
“If he has any, another to-morrow, will you make him send me some?”
“Oh, yes; but let’s talk a little.”
“May I have another little piece?”
“There! So you are the little girl who doesn’t know what her mother’s name is?”
“Yes, I does; my mother’s name is named Laura. My mother is named the same as me. My name is Laura, too.”
Our coaching had told.
“So your mother’s name is Laura, is it?” And the stranger nodded his head slowly up and down. “And where is your mother now?”
“She is at our house.”
“And where is your house?”