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few minutes Frankie felt quite at home。
When Hunter noticed how well cared for and well dressed he was he thought the child must belong to well…to…do； respectable parents。 Frankie did not pay much attention to the lesson； for he was too much interested in the pictures on the walls and in looking at the other children。 He also noticed a very fat man who was not teaching at all； but drifted aimlessly about he room from one class to another。 After a time he came and stood by the class where Frankie was； and； after nodding to Hunter； remained near； listening and smiling patronizingly at the children。 He was arrayed in a long garment of costly black cloth； a sort of frock coat； and by the rotundity of his figure he seemed to be one of those accustomed to sit in the chief places at feasts。 This was the Rev。 Mr Belcher； minister of the Shining Light Chapel。 His short； thick neck was surrounded by a studless collar； and apparently buttonless； being fastened n some mysterious way known only to himself； and he showed no shirt front。
The long garment beforementioned was unbuttoned and through the opening there protruded a vast expanse of waistcoat and trousers； distended almost to bursting by the huge globe of flesh they contained。 A gold watch…chain with a locket extended partly across the visible portion of the envelope of the globe。 He had very large feet which were carefully encased in soft calfskin boots。 If he had removed the long garment； this individual would have resembled a balloon： the feet representing the car and the small head that surmounted the globe； the safety valve； as it was it did actually serve the purpose of a safety valve； the owner being； in consequence of gross overfeeding and lack of natural exercise； afflicted with chronic flatulence； which manifested itself in frequent belchings forth through the mouth of the foul gases generated in the stomach by the decomposition of the foods with which it was generally loaded。 But as the Rev。 Mr Belcher had never been seen with his coat off； no one ever noticed the resemblance。 It was not necessary for him to take his coat off： his part in life was not to help to produce； but to help to devour the produce of the labour of others。
After exchanging a few words and grins with Hunter； he moved on to another class； and presently Frankie with a feeling of awe noticed that the confused murmuring sound that had hitherto pervaded the place was hushed。 The time allotted for lessons had expired； and the teachers were quietly distributing hymn…books to the children。 Meanwhile the balloon had drifted up to the end of the hall and had ascended the platform； where it remained stationary by the side of the table； occasionally emitting puffs of gas through the safety valve。 On the table were several books； and also a pile of folded cards。 These latter were about six inches by three inches； there was some printing on the outside： one of them was lying open on the table； showing the inside； which was ruled and had money columns。
Presently Mr Belcher reached out a flabby white hand and； taking up one of the folded cards； he looked around upon the under…fed； ill…clad children with a large； sweet； benevolent； fatherly smile； and then in a drawling voice occasionally broken by explosions of flatulence； he said：
‘My dear children。 This afternoon as I was standing near Brother Hunter's class I heard him telling them of the wanderings of the Children of Israel in the wilderness； and of all the wonderful things that were done for them； and I thought how sad it was that they were so ungrateful。
‘Now those ungrateful Israelites had received many things； but we have even more cause to be grateful than they had； for we have received even more abundantly than they did。' （Here the good man's voice was stilled by a succession of explosions。） ‘And I am sure；' he resumed； ‘that none of you would like to be even as those Israelites； ungrateful for all the good things you have received。 Oh； how thankful you should be for having been made happy English children。 Now； I am sure that you are grateful and that you will all be very glad of an opportunity of showing your gratitude by doing something in return。
‘Doubtless some of you have noticed the unseemly condition of the interior of our Chapel。 The flooring is broken in countless places。 the walls are sadly in need of cleansing and distempering。 and they also need cementing externally to keep out the draught。 The seats and benches and the chairs are also in a most unseemly condition and need varnishing。
‘Now； therefore； after much earnest meditation and prayer； it has been decided to open a Subscription List； and although times are very hard just now； we believe we shall succeed in getting enough to have the work done； so I want each one of you to take one of these cards and go round to all your friends to see how much you can collect。 It doesn't matter how trifling the amounts are； because the smallest donations will be thankfully received。
‘Now； I hope you will all do your very best。 Ask everyone you know； do not refrain from asking people because you think that they are too poor to give a donation； but remind them that if they cannot give their thousands they can give the widow's mite。 Ask Everyone！ First of all ask those whom you feel certain will give： then ask all those whom you think may possibly give： and； finally； ask all those whom you feel certain will not give： and you will be surprised to find that many of these last will donate abundantly。
‘If your friends are very poor and unable to give a large donation at one time； a good plan would be to arrange to call upon them every Saturday afternoon with your card to collect their donations。 And while you are asking others； do not forget to give what you can yourselves。 Just a little self…denial； and those pennies and half…pennies which you so often spend on sweets and other unnecessary things might be given … as a donation … to the good cause。'
Here the holy man paused again； and there was a rumbling； gurgling noise in the interior of the balloon； followed by several escapes of gas through the safety valve。 The paroxysm over； the apostle of self…denial continued：
‘All those who wish to collect donations will stay behind for a few minutes after school； when Brother Hunter … who has kindly consented to act as secretary to the fund … will issue the cards。
‘I would like here to say a few words of thanks to Brother Hunter for the great interest he has displayed in this matter； and for all the trouble he is taking to help us to gather in the donations。'
This tribute was well deserved； Hunter in fact had originated the whole scheme in the hope of securing the job for Rushton & Co。； and two…and…a…half per cent of the profits for himself。
Mr Belcher now replaced the collecting card on the table and； taking up one of the hymn…books； gave out the words and afterwards conducted the singing； nourishing one fat； flabby white hand in the air and holding the book in the other。
As the last strains of the music died away； he closed his eyes and a sweet smile widened his mouth as he stretched forth his right hand； open； palm down； with the fingers close together； and said：
‘Let us pray。'
With much shuffling of feet everyone knelt down。 Hunter's lanky form was distributed over a very large area； his body lay along one of the benches； his legs and feet sprawled over the floor； and his huge hands clasped the sides of the seat。 His eyes were tightly closed and an expression of the most intense misery pervaded his long face。
Mrs Starvem； being so fat that she knew if she once knelt down she would never be able to get up again； compromised by sitting on the extreme edge of her chair； resting her elbows on the back of the seat in front of her； and burying her face in her hands。 It was a very large face； but her hands were capacious enough to receive it。
In a seat at the back of the hall knelt a pale…faced； weary…looking little woman about thirty…six years of age； very shabbily dressed； who had come in during the singing。 This was Mrs White； the caretaker； Bert White's mother。 When her husband died； the committee of the Chapel； out of charity； gave her this work； for which they paid her six shillings a week。 Of course； they could not offer her full employment； the idea was that she could get other work as well； charing and things of that kind； and do the Chapel work in between。 There wasn't much to do： just the heating furnace to light when necessary； the Chapel； committee rooms； classrooms and Sunday School to sweep and scrub out occasionally； the hymn…books to collect； etc。 Whenever they had a tea meeting … which was on an average about twice a week … there were the trestle tables to fix up； the chairs to arrange； the table to set out； and then； supervised by Miss Didlum or some other lady； the tea to make。 There was rather a lot to do on the days following these functions： the washing up； the tables and chairs to put away； the floor to sweep； and so on； but the extra work was supposed to be compensated by the cakes and broken victuals generally left over from the feast； which were much appreciated as a welcome change from the bread and dripping or marg