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Updated: May 31, 2025
Everything that went wrong in that ill-managed household, was always in some mysterious way due to his shortcomings, but nothing had ever yet made him tell a lie, and in their hearts they knew it. "I haven't seen it," he repeated, and there was absolute truth in the clear brown eyes, and Mrs. Fowley shifted her own uneasily as he looked at her.
Fowley always muddled things as soon as she came in. She might have kept the house well on her husband's wages, but a large slice went to the "Blue Dragon," and out of the remainder she never had any left by the middle of the week. And she never did any work that could possibly be handed over to Dick, and the boy was in very truth the "slavey" they called him, and he rarely had enough to eat.
But the table was between them, and Dick had never felt more like a Lionheart than at that moment. "You shall never beat me again, or call me names, never!" he cried, as he opened the door and dashed out into the November night. There was a dense fog outside that seemed to swallow him instantly, and by the time Fowley got to the door the boy had vanished.
Dick looked appealingly at the neighbours and muttered, "I I can't carry her my hands " "Bless me, there's work for the doctor here," said one of the women in consternation, as she looked at his poor scorched fingers. "Depend upon 't, Mrs. Fowley, he's saved your Susy's life. Best not talk about hidings." "What's the matter here?" cried a brisk voice at the door, as the old doctor entered.
He saw how boys as poor and friendless as himself had had to bear hardship and unkindness, and how they had fought their way onward, through all difficulties, to success and freedom, and his own resolve grew stronger every day. Now and then Mrs. Fowley would order him to be off out of her way, and when this happened in the evening he gladly went to Paddy's lodgings.
He had been visiting in the next street, and was fortunately met by the messenger. "Burns. Ah! the old story open fires and no guard. When will you women learn wisdom?" Mrs. Fowley shrank from his stern look, and whined, "How can the likes of we afford guards, I should like to know?" "Afford?" he echoed sharply, as he turned from his examination of Susy's hurts.
Give it me back this minute, or you shall have a dressing you won't forget in a hurry!" "But I haven't seen it even," cried Dick earnestly. "Tim must have made a mistake." "Oh, of course! Putting it on Tim, as usual," sneered Mrs. Fowley. "Your impudence is getting past bearing. Just go and get the knife this minute." Dick stood up uncertainly, not knowing how to prove his innocence.
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