"And she was with a awful fat woman.

Leastways--" "A fat woman!" cried Wollaston Lee.

"Who was the fat woman ?" "I hadn't never saw her afore.

She was awful fat, and was a steppin' on her dress." Wollaston was keen-witted, and he immediately grasped at the truth of the matter.
"You idiot!" he said.

"What makes you think she was with the stout woman--just because she was climbing into the train after her ?" "Little girls don't never go to New York alone with dolls," vouchsafed Edwin, more idiotically than ever.