“Then what's brought her to these parts?”

“I couldn't tell you. She's got a little girl with her.”

“Got a little girl with her?”

“Of three or four, with a head like a fuzz-ball.”

“Black?”

“White — fair as can be, an' all of a fuzz.”

“Is there a father, then?”

“Not to my knowledge. I don't know.”

“What brought her here?”

“I couldn't say, without th' vicar axed her.”

“Is the child her child?”