You see, poor children can go round squalling carols to their hearts' content for pennies, but children like us who want pennies just as much haven't any way of getting them.

We mayn't carry hand-bags, or open carriage-doors, or turn cart-wheels, or--or do anything to earn a living.
It's hard luck, you know." "Beastly shame!" said Piers.
Sir Beverley scowled at him.

"You needn't stick your oar in.

Go and shut the window, do you hear?
Now, child, let's have the truth, so far as any female is capable of speaking it! You've come here for pennies, you say.

Don't you know that's a form of begging?
And begging is breaking the law." "I often do that," said Grade, quite undismayed.