'You know where Mr. Kirkwood works
in St. John's Square? You've been before now. Well, you're to go an'
wait at the door till he comes out, and then you're to tell him to
come to Mrs. Hewett at wunst. Understand?--Why ain't these
tea-things all cleared away? All right Wait till you come back,
that's all. Now be off, before I skin you alive!'
On the floor in a corner of the kitchen lay something that had once
been a girl's hat. This Jane at once snatched up and put on her
head. Without other covering, She ran forth upon her errand.
CHAPTER II
A FRIEND IN REQUEST
It was the hour of the unyoking of men. In the highways and byways
of Clerkenwell there was a thronging of released toilers, of young
and old, of male and female. Forth they streamed from factories and
workrooms, anxious to make the most of the few hours during which
they might live for themselves. Great numbers were still bent over
their labour, and would be for hours to come, but the majority had
leave to wend stablewards. Along the main thoroughfares the
wheel-track was clangorous; every omnibus that clattered by was
heavily laden with passengers; tarpaulins gleamed over the knees of
those who sat outside.
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