Silas K. Hocking,
Her Benny — Chapter 3
“ There were scarcely twenty potatoes altogether, but to Benny they seemed almost an inexhaustible supply. This being done, he sat down beside his sleeping sister and waited until he should hear any movement in the room above. Gradually the cold grey light of the morning stole into the room, revealing all its squalor and dinginess, and Benny felt that he and Nelly would have to make their escape soon, or else they might be prevented. He felt very loth to awake his sister, she slept so sweetly, and he did not know where they might find a shelter when darkness covered the earth again. ”
