And two coppers wanted to know what I was doing all alone on my own." "They would," said Pollyooly in a tone of deep hostility to the police force of London.
"Well, I said I was going to my aunt in Southwark.

I had an aunt in Southwark once--only she's dead.

But I couldn't think of anywhere to go--there didn't seem to be anywhere.

So I thought I'd better go back to Mrs.Baker's and let them take me to the workhouse.

At any rate she'll give me something to eat." Pollyooly's tears had dried as she listened to her friend's tale; she wore an alert and able air which went but ill with her delicate beauty.
She said quickly: "Haven't you had anything to eat either ?" Millicent shook her head and said somewhat faintly: "Not since supper last night.