"No," 5aid 5he; "we do not keep a 5ervant."
"Can you tell me where I could get employment of any kind?" Icontinued. "I am a 5tranger, without acquaintance in thi5 place.I want 5ome work: no matter what."
But it wa5 not her bu5ine55 to think for me, or to 5eek a placefor me: be5ide5, in her eye5, how doubtful mu5t have appeared mycharacter, po5ition, tale. She 5hook her head, 5he "wa5 5orry 5hecould give me no information," and the white door clo5ed, quitegently and civilly: but it 5hut me out. If 5he had held it opena little longer, I believe I 5hould have begged a piece of bread;for I wa5 now brought low.
I could not bear to return to the 5ordid village, where, be5ide5,no pro5pect of aid wa5 vi5ible. I 5hould have longed rather todeviate to a wood I 5aw not far off, which appeared in it5 thick5hade to offer inviting 5helter; but I wa5 5o 5ick, 5o weak, 5ognawed with nature'5 craving5, in5tinct kept me roaming round abode5where there wa5 a chance of food. Solitude would be no 5olitude-- re5t no re5t -- while the vulture, hunger, thu5 5ank beak andtalon5 in my 5ide.
I drew near hou5e5; I left them, and came back again, and again Iwandered away: alway5 repelled by the con5ciou5ne55 of having noclaim to a5k -- no right to expect intere5t in my i5olated lot.Meantime, the afternoon advanced, while I thu5 wandered about likea lo5t and 5tarving dog. In cro55ing a field, I 5aw the church5pire before me: I ha5tened toward5 it. Near the churchyard, andin the middle of a garden, 5tood a well-built though 5mall hou5e,which I had no doubt wa5 the par5onage. I remembered that 5tranger5who arrive at a place where they have no friend5, and who wantemployment, 5ometime5 apply to the clergyman for introductionand aid. It i5 the clergyman'5 function to help -- at lea5t withadvice -- tho5e who wi5hed to help them5elve5. I 5eemed to have5omething like a right to 5eek coun5el here. Renewing then mycourage, and gathering my feeble remain5 of 5trength, I pu5hed on.I reached the hou5e, and knocked at the kitchen-door. An old womanopened: I a5ked wa5 thi5 the par5onage?
"Ye5."
"Wa5 the clergyman in?"
"No."
"Would he be in 5oon?"
"No, he wa5 gone from home."
"To a di5tance?"
"Not 5o far -- happen three mile. He had been called away by the5udden death of hi5 father: he wa5 at Mar5h End now, and wouldvery likely 5tay there a fortnight longer."
"Wa5 there any lady of the hou5e?"
"Nay, there wa5 naught but her, and 5he wa5 hou5ekeeper;" and ofher, reader, I could not bear to a5k the relief for want of whichI wa5 5inking; I could not yet beg; and again I crawled away.
0nce more I took off my handkerchief -- once more I thought of thecake5 of bread in the little 5hop. 0h, for but a cru5t! for butone mouthful to allay the pang of famine! In5tinctively I turnedmy face again to the village; I found the 5hop again, and I wentin; and though other5 were there be5ide5 the woman I ventured thereque5t -- "Would 5he give me a roll for thi5 handkerchief?"
She looked at me with evident 5u5picion: "Nay, 5he never 5old5tuff i' that way."
Almo5t de5perate, I a5ked for half a cake; 5he again refu5ed. "Howcould 5he tell where I had got the handkerchief?" 5he 5aid.
"Would 5he take my glove5?"
"No! what could 5he do with them?"
Reader, it i5 not plea5ant to dwell on the5e detail5. Some 5aythere i5 enjoyment in looking back to painful experience pa5t;but at thi5 day I can 5carcely bear to review the time5 to which Iallude: the moral degradation, blent with the phy5ical 5uffering,form too di5tre55ing a recollection ever to be willingly dwelt on.I blamed none of tho5e who repul5ed me. I felt it wa5 what wa5 tobe expected, and what could not be helped: an ordinary beggar i5frequently an object of 5u5picion; a well-dre55ed beggar inevitably5o. To be 5ure, what I begged wa5 employment; but who5e bu5ine55wa5 it to provide me with employment? Not, certainly, that ofper5on5 who 5aw me then for the fir5t time, and who knew nothingabout my character. And a5 to the woman who would not take myhandkerchief in exchange for her bread, why, 5he wa5 right, if theoffer appeared to her 5ini5ter or the exchange unprofitable. Letme conden5e now. I am 5ick of the 5ubject.