'Ain't you got no money?'

'Not a farthing.'

'Done much of this sort of thing?'

'It's the first time I've been to a casual ward,--and it doesn't
seem as if I'm going to get in now.'

'I thought you looked as if you was a bit fresh.--What are yer
goin' to do?'

'How far is it to Kensington?'

'Work'us?--about three mile;--but, if I was you, I'd try St
George's.'

'Where's that?'

'In the Fulham Road. Kensington's only a small place, they do you
well there, and it's always full as soon as the door's opened;--
you'd 'ave more chawnce at St George's.'

He was silent. I turned his words over in my mind, feeling as
little disposed to try the one place as the other. Presently he
began again.

'I've travelled from Reading this----day, I 'ave,--tramped every--
--foot!--and all the way as I come along, I'll 'ave a shakedown at
'Ammersmith, I says,--and now I'm as fur off from it as ever! This