Without waking he began at once to suck it, and she went on slowly squeezing until nothing but skin and stone were left.
"There!" she cried, in a tone of gentle triumph.

"A big-apple world it would be with nothing for the babies! We wouldn't stop in it--would we, darling?
We would leave it to the bad giants!" "But what if you let the stone into the baby's mouth when you were feeding him ?" I said.
"No mother would do that," she replied.

"I shouldn't be fit to have a baby!" I thought what a lovely woman she would grow.

But what became of them when they grew up?
Where did they go?
That brought me again to the question--where did they come from first?
"Will you tell me where you lived before ?" I said.
"Here," she replied.
"Have you NEVER lived anywhere else ?" I ventured.
"Never.

We all came from the wood.