"You hear what the policeman says?" he said.

"Yes, sir," answered Clare.

"Well?"

"Sir?"

"What have you to say to it?"

"Nothing, sir."

"Then you allow it is true?"

"Yes, sir."

"What right had you to be there?"

"None, sir. But we had nowhere else to go, and nobody seemed to want
the place. We didn't hurt anything. We swept away a multitude of dead
moths, and killed a lot of live ones, and destroyed a whole granary of
grubs; and the dog killed a great rat."

"What is your name?"

"Clare--Porson," answered Clare, with a little intervening hesitation.

"You are not quite sure?"