Here again he was mistaken.

Helmsley's simple straight answers left him no opening for attack.
"You'd better make for the nearest workhouse," he said, at last.

"Tramps are not encouraged on these roads." "Evidently not!" And Helmsley raised his calm eyes and fixed them on the clergyman's lowering countenance with a faintly satiric smile.
"You're not too old to be impudent, I see!" retorted Arbroath, with an unpleasant contortion of his features.

"I warn you not to come cadging about anywhere in this neighbourhood, for if you do I shall give you in charge.

I have four parishes under my control, and I make it a rule to hand all beggars over to the police." "That's not very good Christianity, is it ?" asked Helmsley quietly.
Matt Peke chuckled.