The law is the artificial bogey made by the men who possess to keep those others in the gutter.

And they tell me that there are half a million of them in London--and they suffer--like that.

Could your courts of justice hold half a million law-breakers who took an overcoat from a better clad man, or the price of a meal from a sleek passer-by, or bread from the shop which taunted their hunger?
They do not know their strength, those who suffer." Arnold looked at her in sheer amazement.

It was surely a strange woman who spoke! There was no sympathy in her face or tone.

The idea of giving alms to the man seemed never to have occurred to her.