This happened sooner than he thought. The next day the oldest boy and girl came to ask the bakeshop woman to come over. Their father was dead.
She went over willingly enough, for someone had to go. But it was clear that she did not expect to be bothered with four strange children, with the bakery on her hands and two children of her own.
"Haven't you any other folks?" she asked the children.
"We have a grandfather in Greenfield," spoke up the youngest child before his sister could clap her hand over his mouth.
"Hush, Benny," she said anxiously.
This made the bakeshop woman suspicious.
"What's the matter with your grandfather?" she asked.
"He doesn't like us," replied the oldest boy reluctantly, "He didn't want my father to marry my mother, and if he found us he would treat us cruelly."
"Did you ever see him?"
"Jess has. Once she saw him."
"Well, did he treat you cruelly?" asked the woman, turning upon Jess.
