You called her Pinky." "Yes.

Her name is Pinky Swett." "O-h! o-h!" ejaculated the shop-woman, lifting her eyebrows in a surprised way.

"Why, that's the girl the police were after.

They said she'd run off with somebody's child." "Did they arrest her ?" asked Mrs.Bray, repressing, as far as possible, all excitement.
"They took her off once or twice, I believe, but didn't make anything out of her.

At any rate, the child was not found.