"And no place to lay my head! That's why I'm selling these little whips here to-day, a stranger in a strange land. Buy one! buy one! and the poor pilgrim'll have a supper and a bed! Keep your money in your pocket, and he's a wanderer on the face of the earth!" Dilly, the fearless in her chosen wilds, took a fold of Molly's dress, and held it tight. "You s'pose that's so?" she whispered. "Oh, dear!