Boys -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Slums -- Fiction
There was much talk of Father Sturt's announcement. Many held it a shame
that so much money, destined for the benefit of the Jago, should be
spent in bricks and mortar, instead of being distributed among
themselves. They fell to calculating the price of the land and houses,
and to working it out laboriously in the denomination of pots and
gallons. More: it was felt to be a grave social danger that Jago Court
should be extinguished. What would become of the Jago without Jago
Court? Where would Sunday morning be spent? Where would the fights come
off, and where was so convenient a place for pitch and toss? But mainly
they feared the police. Jago Court was an unfailing sanctuary, a city of
refuge ever ready, ever secure. There were times when two or three of
the police, hot in the chase, would burst into the Jago at the heels of
a flying marauder. Then the runaway would make straight for the archway,
and, once he was in Jago Court, danger was over. For he had only to run
into one of the ever-open doors at right or left, and out into
back-yards and other houses; or, better, to scramble over the low fence
opposite, through the back door before him, and so into New Jago Street.
Beyond the archway the police could not venture, except in large
companies. A young constable who tried it once, getting ahead of two
companions in his ardour, was laid low as he emerged from the passage,
by a fire-grate adroitly let drop from an upper window.
The blotting out of such a godsend of a place as this would be a
calamity. The Jago would never be the same again. As it was, the Old
Jago was a very convenient, comfortable sort of place, they argued. They
could not imagine themselves living anywhere else. But assuredly it
would be the Jago no longer without Jago Court. And this thing was to be
done, too, with money got together for their benefit! The sole
explanation the Jago could supply was the one that at last, with
arithmetical variations, prevailed. The landlords were to be paid a sum
(varying in Jago estimation from a hundred pounds to a hundred thousand)
for the houses and the ground, and of this they were secretly to return
to Father Sturt a certain share (generally agreed on as half), as his
private fee for bringing about so desirable a transaction. Looked at
from all points, this appeared to be the most plausible explanation: for
no other could reasonably account for Father Sturt's activity. No wonder
he could afford to reduce some of the rents! Was he not already
receiving princely wages (variously supposed to be something from ten
pounds to thirty pounds a week) from the Government, for preaching every
Sunday?
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