"It ain't just the hole I'm in.

I could put up with that if it wasn't for the rottenness of it all." "I know," replied Stephen quietly.

"There are times when the show does look rotten, but we're all in it together." Then, because he felt that he could stand it no longer, he turned abruptly, and went out into the dusk of the area.

In a few minutes Darrow joined him, and in silence the two men felt their way up the brick steps to the bare ground of the front yard.
"I don't know what I ought to do, but I've got to do something," said Stephen, when he had opened the gate and passed through to the pavement where the car waited.

Lifting his sensitive young face, he stared up at the row of decaying tenements.