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It's wonderful what an effectual tool a poker is if you handle it properly; and nobody cares to employ a cripple." "What sort of work did you do?" "What I could get. For some time I lived by odd-jobbing for the blacks on the sugar plantations, fetching and carrying and so on.
"No, as a miner's fag odd-jobbing with the coolies. We had a barrack to sleep in at the pit's mouth; and one night I had been ill, the same as lately, and carrying stones in the blazing sun I must have got light-headed, for I saw you come in at the door-way. You were holding a crucifix like that one on the wall. You were praying, and brushed past me without turning.
They don't deliver no wires down here. I handles 'em sometimes for wut dere is in it." "Oh! Well, I won't fail to see that there is something in it for you this time. And do you make much money odd-jobbing?" "I git along awright. Summertimes I do. Wintertimes there ain't no odjobbin' much." "How old are you, my boy?" "Twelve year old." "Twelve! I thought you were sixteen, at least."
His own affairs were blotted from his mind just then by the tragedy of the little waif before him, luckless victim of another's sin, small flotsam which barely weathered the winters when odd-jobbing was scarce, and only one lady cared. "Where do you live, Tommy?" "Kerrigan's loft mostly w'en Kerrigan ain't dere." "This morning," said Varney rapidly, "I'm just as busy as a bee.
A faint look of gratification crossed the boy's face, but he only said stoically: "Twelve year's my age." "What do you do in the wintertime when there isn't much odd-jobbing? How do you get along then?" "I git along awright. Sometimes I git help. Off a lady here, a frien' o' mine." "What lady? What's her name?" "Name o' Miss Mary. Miss Carstair, some calls her. I git money and clo's off her.
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