But, after all, there would not be bread enough.

Tilly Roach would be off for that.
'Mind you bring the over-weight!' the others screamed after her, and some current joke seemed to be involved in the injunction, for at once they all laughed as only work-girls can.
Tilly was back in no time.

She was a little, slim girl, with the palest and shortest of gold hair, and a pretty face spoilt with freckles.

As at all times, she had her pocket full of sweets, and ate them incessantly.

As a rule, Tilly cannot have eaten less than a couple of pounds of lollipops every week, and doubtless would have consumed more had her pocket-money allowed it.