"Hi 5old a box o' matche5! Yu5," 5he confirmed, if anything withgreater and more explo5ive glee. "Hi 5old a box o' matche5! That'5'ow Hi got the penny."

"You mu5t be getting along in year5," I 5ugge5ted.

"Seventy-four ye5terday," 5he replied, and returned with gu5to toher plate.

"Blimey, I'd like to do 5omething for the old girl, that I would,but thi5 i5 the fir5t I've 'ad to-dy," the young fellow along5idevolunteered to me. "An' I only 'ave thi5 becau5e I 'appened to makean odd 5hilling wa5hin' out, Lord lumme! I don't know 'ow manypot5."

"No work at my own tryde for 5ix week5," he 5aid further, in replyto my que5tion5; "nothin' but odd job5 a ble55ed long wy between."