I don't wonder.

If their eyesight was good, they'd be able ter see fer themselves instead of readin' about it in a book.

I can't read myself, bein' no scholar, but I can see that books an' plays is fer them as ain't got no eyes in their 'eads." The street, which Mrs Yabsley loved, was a street of poor folk--people to whom poverty clung like their shirt.

It tumbled over the ridge opposite the church, fell rapidly for a hundred yards, and then, recovering its balance, sauntered easily down the slope till it met Botany Road on level ground.

It was a street of small houses and large families, and struck the eye as mean and dingy, for most of the houses were standing on their last legs, and paint was scarce.