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… if they really believed … they would have relied rather upon those powers of Light which they professed to represent on this planet to protect them without troubling to call in the aid of such a ‘worldly' force as the police。 However； it came to pass that on this occasion the only infidels present were those who were conducting the meeting； but as these consisted for the most part of members of the chapel； it will be seen that the infidel fraternity was strongly represented。
On his way home after the meeting Slyme had to pass by the ‘Cricketers' and as he drew near the place he wondered if Easton was there； but he did not like to go and look in； because he was afraid someone might see him coming away and perhaps think he had been in to drink。 Just as he arrived opposite the house another man opened the door of the public bar and entered； enabling Slyme to catch a momentary glimpse of the interior； where he saw Easton and Crass with a number of others who were strangers to him； laughing and drinking together。
Slyme hurried away； it had turned very cold； and he was anxious to get home。 As he approached the place where the trams stopped to take up passengers and saw that there was a tram in sight he resolved to wait for it and ride home： but when the tram arrived and there were only one or two seats vacant； and although he did his best to secure one of these he was unsuccessful； and after a moment's hesitation he decided that it would be quicker to walk than to wait for the next one。 He accordingly resumed his journey； but he had not gone very far when he saw a small crowd of people on the pavement on the other side of the road outside an unoccupied house； and although he was in a hurry to get home he crossed over to see what was the matter。 There were about twenty people standing there； and in the centre close to the railing there were three or four women whom Slyme could not see although he could hear their voices。
‘What's up？' he inquired of a man on the edge of the crowd。
‘Oh； nothing much；' returned the other。 ‘Some young woman； she's either ill； come over faint； or something … or else she's had a drop too much。'
‘Quite a respectable…looking young party； too；' said another man。
Several young fellows in the crowd were amusing themselves by making suggestive jokes about the young woman and causing some laughter by the expressions of mock sympathy。
‘Doesn't anyone know who she is？' said the second man who had spoken in reply to Slyme's inquiry。
‘No；' said a woman who was standing a little nearer the middle of the crowd。 ‘And she won't say where she lives。'
‘She'll be all right now she's had that glass of soda；' said another man； elbowing his way out of the crowd。 As this individual came out； Slyme managed to work himself a little further into the group of people； and he uttered an involuntary cry of astonishment as he caught sight of Ruth； very pale； and looking very ill； as she stood clasping one of the railings with her left hand and holding the packages of groceries in the other。 She had by this time recovered sufficiently to feel overwhelmed with shame and confusion before the crowd of strangers who hemmed her in on every side； and some of whom she could hear laughing and joking about her。 It was therefore with a sensation of intense relief and gratitude that she saw Slyme's familiar face and heard his friendly voice as he forced his way through to her side。
‘I can walk home all right now；' she stammered in reply to his anxious questioning。 ‘If you wouldn't mind carrying some of these things for me。'
He insisted on taking all the parcels； and the crowd； having jumped to the conclusion that he was the young woman's husband began to dwindle away； one of the jokers remarking ‘It's all over！' in a loud voice as he took himself off。
It was only about seven minutes' walk home from there； and as the streets along which they had to pass were not very brilliantly lighted； Ruth was able to lean on Slyme's arm most of the way。 When they arrived home； after she had removed her hat； he made her sit down in the armchair by the fire； which was burning brightly； and the kettle was singing on the hob； for she had banked up the fire with cinders and small coal before she went out。
The baby was still asleep in the cradle； but his slumbers had evidently not been of the most restful kind； for he had kicked all the bedclothes off him and was lying all uncovered。 Ruth obeyed passively when Slyme told her to sit down； and； lying back languidly in the armchair； she watched him through half…closed eyes and with a slight flush on her face as he deftly covered the sleeping child with the bedclothes and settled him more comfortably in the cot。
Slyme now turned his attention to the fire； and as he placed the kettle upon it he remarked： ‘As soon as the water boils I'll make you some strong tea。'
During their walk home she had acquainted Slyme with the cause of her being in the condition in which he found her in the street； and as she reclined in the armchair； drowsily watching him； she wondered what would have happened to her if he had not passed by when he did。
‘Are you feeling better？' he asked； looking down at her。
‘Yes； thanks。 I feel quite well now； but I'm afraid I've given you a lot of trouble。'
‘No； you haven't。 Nothing I can do for you is a trouble to me。 But don't you think you'd better take your jacket off？ Here； let me help you。'
It took a very long time to get this jacket off； because whilst he was helping her； Slyme kissed her repeatedly and passionately as she lay limp and unresisting in his arms。
Chapter 25
The Oblong
During the following week the work at ‘The Cave' progressed rapidly towards completion； although； the hours of daylight being so few； the men worked only from 8 A。M。 till 4 P。M。 and they had their breakfasts before they came。 This made 40 hours a week； so that those who were paid sevenpence an hour earned ？。3。4。 Those who got sixpence… halfpenny drew ？。1。8。 Those whose wages were fivepence an hour were paid the princely sum of 16/8d。 for their week's hard labour； and those whose rate was fourpence…halfpenny ‘picked up' 15/…。
And yet there are people who have the insolence to say that Drink is the cause of poverty。
And many of the persons who say this； spend more money than that on drink themselves … every day of their useless lives。
By Tuesday night all the inside was finished with the exception of the kitchen and scullery。 The painting of the kitchen had been delayed owing to the non…arrival of the new cooking range； and the scullery was still used as the paint shop。 The outside work was also nearly finished： all the first coating was done and the second coating was being proceeded with。 According to the specification； all the outside woodwork was supposed to have three coats； and the guttering； rain…pipes and other ironwork two coats； but Crass and Hunter had arranged to make two coats do for most of the windows and woodwork； and all the ironwork was to be made to do with one coat only。 The windows were painted in two colours： the sashes dark green and the frames white。 All the rest … gables； doors； railings； guttering； etc。 … was dark green； and all the dark green paint was made with boiled linseed oil and varnish； no turpentine being allowed to be used on this part of the work。
‘This is some bloody fine stuff to 'ave to use； ain't it？' remarked Harlow to Philpot on Wednesday morning。 ‘It's more like a lot of treacle than anything else。'
‘Yes： and it won't arf blister next summer when it gets a bit of sun on it；' replied Philpot with a grin。
‘I suppose they're afraid that if they was to put a little turps in； it wouldn't bear out； and they'd 'ave to give it another coat。'
‘You can bet yer life that's the reason；' said Philpot。 ‘But all the same I mean to pinch a drop to put in mine as soon as Crass is gorn。'
‘Gorn where？'
‘Why； didn't you know？ there's another funeral on today？ Didn't you see that corfin plate what Owen was writing in the drorin'…room last Saturday morning？'
‘No； I wasn't 'ere。 Don't you remember I was sent away to do a ceilin' and a bit of painting over at Windley？'
‘Oh； of course； I forgot；' exclaimed Philpot。
‘I reckon Crass and Slyme must be making a small fortune out of all these funerals；' said Harlow。 ‘This makes the fourth in the last fortnight。 What is it they gets for 'em？'
‘A shillin' for taking' 'ome the corfin and liftin' in the corpse； and four bob for the funeral … five bob altogether。'
‘That's a bit of all right； ain't it？' said Harlow。 ‘A couple of them in a week besides your week's wages； eh？ Five bob for two or three hours work！'
‘Yes； the money's all right； mate； but they're welcome to it for my part 。 I don't want to go messin' about with no corpses；' replied Philpot with a shudder。
‘Who is this last party what's dead？' asked Harlow after a pause。
‘It's a parson what used to belong to the 〃Shining Light〃 Chapel。 He'd been abroad for 'is 'ollerdays … to Monte Carlo。 It seems 'e was ill before 'e went away； but the change did 'im a lot of good； in fact； 'e was quite recovered； and 'e was coming back again。 But while 'e was standin' on the pl