Boys -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Slums -- Fiction
It was his rule never to come home without bringing something, were it
no more than a mildewed crust. It was a resolve impossible to keep at
times, but at those times it was two in the morning ere he would drag
himself, pallid and faint, into the dark room where the others might
be--probably were--lying awake and unfed. Rather than face such a
homecoming he had sometimes ventured on a more difficult feat than
stealing in the outer world: he had stolen in the Jago. Sam Cash, for
instance, had lost a bloater.
Dicky never ate at Weech's now. Rarely, indeed, would he take payment in
kind, unless it were for something of smaller value than the average of
his poor pilferings; and then he carried the food home. But cheaper
things could be bought elsewhere, so that more usually he insisted on
money payments: to the grief of Mr Weech, who set forth the odiousness
of ingratitude at length; though his homilies had no sort of effect on
Dicky's morals.
Father Sturt saw that Hannah Perrott gained no ground in her struggle,
and urged her to apply for outdoor parish relief, promising to second
her request with the guardians. But with an odd throwback to the
respectability of her boiler-making ancestry, she disliked the notion of
help from the parish, and preferred to remain as she was; for there at
least her ingrained inertness seemed to side with some phantom of
self-respect. To her present position she had subsided by almost
imperceptible degrees, and she was scarce conscious of a change. But to
parish relief there was a distinct and palpable step: a step that, on
the whole, it seemed easier not to take. But it was with eagerness that
she took a Maternity Society's letter, wherewith the vicar had provided
himself on her behalf. For her time was drawing near.
XXVIII
Josh Perrott well understood the advantage of good prison-behaviour, and
after six months in his Chelmsford cell he had earned the right to a
visit from friends. But none came. He had scarcely expected that anybody
would, and asked for the order merely on the general principle that a
man should take all he can get, useful or not. For there would have been
a five shilling fare to pay for each visitor from London, and Hannah
Perrott could as easily have paid five pounds. And indeed she had other
things to think of.
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