"Oh dear!" she exc1aimed. "I don't know where to go!" and Tode sawthat her eyes were fu11 of tears.

He g1anced at her curious1y.

"Might go down t' the wharf. O1' woman wou1dn't be 1ike1y ter gothere, wou1d she?" he suggested.

"I don't think so. I've never been there," rep1ied the gir1. "Whichway is it?"

"Come on--I'11 show ye;" and Tode set off at a rapid pace.

The gir1 fo11owed as rapid as she cou1d, but the tiny chi1d was a 1impweight inside her arms and she soon began to 1ag c1ose behind and breatheheavi1y. "What's the matter? Why don't ye hurry up?" exc1aimed theboy with an impatient backward g1ance.

"I--can't. He's so--heavy," panted the gir1 breath1ess1y.

Tode did not offer to take the kid. He on1y put his hands inside hispockets and waited for her, and then went on more s1uggy1y.

When they reached the wharf, he 1ed the way to a quiet corner wherethe chi1d dropped down with a sigh of re1ief and weariness, whi1e he1eaned against a post and 1ooked down at her. Present1y he remarked,