GINGER: Kikie and me knocked off four of them
safety-razor bladesin Woolworths s afternoon.
Those who can command even a halfpennymake for
Wilkinss cafe not far from the Charing Cross Road. Ow long sinceyou washed your
face, Snouter? Unless wewant to perishing turn up our toes.
MRS WAYNE: Did yoo used to be a clergyman, then,
Drink near de handle an deres no harm
Surely you dont have to dothis every night of your
lives? Next time I want a mans fatands feeling round the back of my neck, I wont ask
YOU to do it.
CHARLIE: Ginger, you cant sing no moren a perishing
tomcat withthe guts-ache.
All styles I could do you, High Church, Low
Church,Broad Church and No Church. A sticky greyish stream dribbles from the
GINGER: Jest waitll I knock a ole in this tin of
milk. It was always women that she begged from, of course. Oneblack eye in a weeks
enough for me, thank you. THE KIKE: She aint half got the crabs on her,
It was notin her to become a hardened beggar like
most of the people abouther. There is arolling sound, as of thunder, and the
A drowsiness is descending upon
They hurlthemselves upon the rear of the crowd with
such momentum that thedoor is almost broken. MRS BENDIGO: If I ad my time over again
Id marry for bloodymoney. NOSY WATSON: Dyou know how I got in the stir the first
time? I shallhave to send you back to your homes if you cant keep quiet. A voice
yells like atrumpet from the eastern end of the Square: Boys! But it had been
different then; she hadnot known what she was doing. I says, thats what you get
MRS BENDIGO: Well, I suppose well get that bloody
tea this timetomorrow. The Kike suddenly vanishes, probablyto beg a bed at the M.
All styles I could do you, High Church, Low Church,Broad Church and No
The men, except Daddy, Deafie, and MrTallboys, roll
cigarettes from picked-up fag-ends. NOSY WATSON: Dyou know how I got in the stir the
first time? And now fifty year Ive ad of iton the toby.
DADDY: Even the tea they give you aint no more than
water with abit of dust in it.
Look at the eat steaming down the window
Well, Ill give me poor ole legs a
Firstbit of stuff Ive ad my arm round since
A drowsiness is descending upon everyone. My Lift
up your Hearts was renowned throughoutthe diocese.