They say Flanagan stole her when she was a little thing, just toddling." "Don't let's do anything to try to bring her to," said Pinky.
Norah stood for some moment's with an irresolute air, then bent over the child and examined her more carefully.

She could feel no pulse beat, nor any motion of the heart, "I don't want the coroner here," she said, in a tone of annoyance.

"Take her back to Flanagan; it's her work, and she must stand by it." "Is she really dead ?" asked Pinky.
"Looks like it, and serves Flanagan right.

I've told her over and over that Nell wouldn't stand it long if she didn't ease up a little.

Flesh isn't iron." Again she examined the child carefully, but without the slightest sign of feeling.
"It's all the same now who has her," she said, turning off from the settee.