You read me a riddle about her just now." "'Tisn't much of a riddle.

It's just what one might guess she'd do when she's on the scent for money.

You've become mighty valuable to her all of a sudden." "I! Valuable?
Oh la! That's too funny." "You think so, do you child?
Wait till you hear.

_I_ call it a monstrous shame an' downright wicked.

A mother sell her own child! It's horrible--horrible." "What are you talking about, you tiresome Hannah ?" cried the girl opening her eyes very wide.
"Ah, you may well ask.