But Andy! I must look for him." And he was turning away.
"I saw Andy a little while ago," now spoke up a woman who had come in from the street and heard the last remark.
"Where ?" asked Mr.Hall.
"A girl had him, and she was going up Briar street on the run, fairly dragging Andy after her.

She looked like Pinky Swett, and I do believe it was her.

She's been in prison, you know but I guess her time's up." Mr.Hall stopped to hear no more, but ran down stairs and up the street, going in the direction said to have been taken by the woman.

Edith sat down, white and faint.
"Pinky Swett!" exclaimed Mrs.Paulding.

"Why, that's the girl who had the child you were looking after a long time ago, Mr.Dinneford." "Yes; I remember the name, and no doubt this is the very child she had in her possession at that time.