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twenty shillings a week and unsteady employmentcould do nothing for
her. She had been out of London once in her lifeto a place in Essex
twelve miles awaywhere she had picked fruit for three weeks: "An' I
was as brown as a berry w'en I come back. You won't b'lieve itbut I
was."
The last place in which she had worked was a coffee-househours
from seven in the morning till eleven at nightand for which she had
received five shillings a week and her food. Then she had fallen sick
and since emerging from the hospital had been unable to find anything to
do. She wasn't feeling up to muchand the last two nights had been spent
in the street.
Between them they stowed away a prodigious amount of foodthis
man and womanand it was not till I had duplicated and triplicated their
original orders that they showed signs of easing down.
Once she reached across and felt the texture of my coat and shirtand
remarked upon the good clothes the Yanks wore. My rags good clothes And is life really its own reward[link widoczny dla zalogowanych] Orboundtogather
reinforcements!
It put me to the blush; buton inspecting them more closely and on
examining the clothes worn by the man and womanI began to feel quite
well dressed and respectable.
What do you expect to do in the end?
I asked them. "You know
you're