_SOMEBODY RESCUED NOBODY'S NEIGHBOUR._ Robin put the penny into his mouth for safety. Then he sat for a long time listlessly on the doorstep. Something between snow and drizzle was falling steadily from the sky, but the street Arab hardly noticed it: he could not well be colder than he was, and he wanted to rest, and to ponder an idea. Never had the life within him ebbed so low; he wanted sorely a little comfort, and a little love. He had heard, for his companion thieves had told him so, that prisoners were sometimes allowed to see their friends. More than anything in the world, he now longed to see Helen. With his weakness and pain, the desire once more to behold the face that had always looked at him with kindness, became so strong as to be almost unbearable. He knew now, for he was older and wiser, that going to prison for punishment would get him no sight of Helen; but surely if he found his way to the prison doors, and asked to see his old friend, the prison authorities would grant his request This he thought; this he hoped; and if he really saw Helen once more, life might again become bearable to him. She might show him how to get strong; she might tell him some way of getting rid of that terrible cough, of earning at least money enough to keep him from starving. He had never in the least forgotten how loving, how tender, how true Helen had been to him; how she had soothed his baby ailments, and kissed away his small troubles. Yes, he would go to Helen now; he had heard that she was somewhere in the country; he would set off at once to the country to find Helen. He did not know the name of the prison where she was serving out her time; still he would start off, for some one could be found who would show him the way, and when once in the country he must surely find Helen. Rising from his cold seat, rather brightened and comforted by this thought, he set off, fortifying himself for his journey by buying a piece of bread out of Molly's penny. He was wonderfully little hungry to-day; indeed he rather disliked food; but he might need it by-and-by, and people had told him that there were very few shops in the country. Down Piccadilly, past the place where he had seen Dolly last night, he wandered. He asked several people the way to the country, for his last expedition in the waggon, when he had slept all the way, had given him no clue: one and all stared when the ragged child made this request, smiled, pointed westward. So westward, with the setting sun, went Robin.