Are you out of work yourself ?" "Yes," Frank answered, "I'm on the lookout for a job." "You'd have a chance here in the morning," said the boy, looking at him.
"You look decent, and might get a job unloading.

They won't have us at no price, if they can help it." "I will come and try anyhow," Frank said.
That evening Frank told his friend, the porter, that he thought of going out early next morning to try and pick up odd jobs at Covent Garden.
"Don't you think of it," the porter said.

"There's nothing worse for a lad than taking to odd jobs.

It gets him into bad ways and bad company.
Don't you hurry.

I have spoken to lots of my mates, and they're all on the lookout for you.