husband got home. He runs a tug down the harbor, and he said
take her to the police-station, and mebbe I'd find out somebody had
been tryin' to find her. So my cousin's husband and me went to the
station, and he was so tuckered out and mad at the whole performance
that I could hear him growlin' cuss words under his breath the whole
way. We took her and this great doll down to the station, and we
found out there who she was most likely, and who she belonged to. And
my cousin's husband said I'd got to take her out here. He looked it
up and found out I could git back to New York to-night. He said he
wouldn't come nohow." Suddenly a light flashed on the woman. "Say,"
she said, "you don't mean to say you've been on the train yourself
all the way out from New York?"

"Yes, I came out on the train," admitted Harry, meekly. "I am sorry--"

"Well, you'd better be," said the woman. "Here I've traipsed out here
for nothin' this time of night. I call you all a set of numskulls. I
don't call the young one very bright, either. Couldn't tell where she
lived, nor what her father's name was. Jest said it was papa, and her
name was peshious, or some such tomfoolery. I advise you to tag her
if she is in the habit of runnin' away. Here I ought to have been up
in Tarrytown, and I've been foolin' round in New York all day with
your young one and this big doll." With that the stout woman thrust
the doll at Maria. "Here, take this thing," said she. "I've had
enough of it! There ain't any sense in lettin' a child of her size
lug around a doll as big as that, anyhow. When does my train come?
Hev I got to cross to the other side? My cousin's husband said it
would be about twenty minutes I'd have to wait."

"I'll take you round to the other side, and I cannot be grateful
enough for your care," began Harry, but the woman stopped him again.

"I suppose you'll be willin' to pay my fare back to New York; that's
all I want," said she. "I don't want no thanks. I 'ain't no use for
children, but I ain't a heathen."

"I'll be glad to give you a great deal more than your fare to New
York," Harry said, in a broken voice. Evelyn was already fast asleep
on his shoulder. He led the way down the stairs towards the other
track.

"I don't want nothin' else, except five cents for my car-fare. I can
get a transfer, and it won't be more'n that," said the woman,
following. "I've got enough to git along with, and I ain't a heathen."

Harry, with Evelyn asleep i