But I gotter rustle for me own grub. We all haster."
Nan and Bess listened to this, and watched the independent little thing
in much amazement. Such a creature neither of the chums from Tillbury had
ever before heard of or imagined.
"Do you suppose she is telling the truth?" whispered Bess to Nan.
"I don't see why she should tell a wrong story gratuitously," Nan
returned.
"Come on, girls," said Inez, turning into another street--narrower
and more shabby than the first. "Lift your feet! I ain't got no time
to waste."
Nan laughed and hastened her steps; but Bess looked doubtful.
"Hi!" exclaimed the street girl, "are you sure you two ain't wantin' to
break into the movies, too?"
"Not yet," proclaimed Nan. "But we would like to find a couple of girls
who, I think, came to Chicago for that purpose."
"Hi! them two I was tellin' you about?"
"Perhaps."
"Their folks want 'em back?" asked the street child, abruptly.
"I should say they did!" cried Bess.
"Ain't they the sillies!" exclaimed Inez. "Catch me leavin' a place where
they didn't beat me too much and where the eats came reg'lar."
"Oh!" again ejaculated Bess.
Just then a little boy, more ragged even than their guide, approached. At
once Inez proceeded to shove him off the sidewalk, and when he objected,
she slapped him soundly.
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