It's the way them that don't want to keep their babies get rid of them about here." "The game's up if the baby dies," said Nell Peter, growing excited under this view of the case.

"If it only gets bread soaked in water, it can't live.

I've seen that done over and over again.

They're starving a baby on bread and water now just over from my room, and it cries and frets and moans all the time it's awake, poor little wretch! I've been in hopes for a week that they'd give it an overdose of paregoric or something else." "We must fix it to-night in some way," answered Pinky.

"Where's the room you spoke of ?" "In Grubb's court.