"
"Oh, but, my dear, we don't wish to stay!" Nan said. "Only to eat here
and inquire about those other girls."
"Where' ye goin' to stop?" asked Inez, curiously.
"We have friends out by Washington Park," Bess said. "They'd have met us,
only there was some mistake in the arrival of our train."
"Hi! Washington Park?" exclaimed the flower-seller. "Say, you must be
big-bugs."
Nan laughed. "I guess _they_ are," she said.
"Youse won't be suited with Mother Beasley's grub," said the girl,
hesitating at the basement steps.
"I believe she's right," Bess said faintly, as the odor of cooking
suddenly burst forth with the opening of the door under the long flight
leading to the front door of the house.
"I've eaten in a lumber camp," said Nan, stoutly. "I'm sure this can't
be as hard."
CHAPTER XV
CONTRASTS
A girl not much bigger than Inez, nor dressed much better, came out
of the basement door of Mother Beasley's, wiping her lips on the back
of her hand.
"Hullo, Ine!" she said to the flower-seller. "Who you got in tow? Some
more greenies."
"Never you mind, Polly," returned Inez. "They're just friends of mine--on
their way to Washington Park."
"Yes--they--be!" drawled the girl called Polly.
"Hi! that's all right," chuckled Inez.
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