He is a shoemaker, an' he doesn't be gettin' any work this longtime.

Oh, indeed, then, Mr Lea, God knows thim people is badly off." My friend promised to visit the family she had spoken of, and we came away.

The smell of the house, and of the court altogether, was so sickening that we were glad to get into the air of the open street again.
It was now about half-past eleven, and my friend said, "We have another workroom for young women in the schoolroom of St Catherine's Church.

It is about five minutes' walk from here; we have just time to see it before they break up for dinner." It was a large, square, brick building, standing by the road side, upon high ground, at the upper end of Scholes.

The church is about fifty yards east of the schoolhouse.