The City Mission Reports, and similar records, show that such cases are too frequent.] "Ay!" said Oliver; "he's my only friend, my best friend.

And he's my master, besides." "And she thinks he'd be angry if you turned the little girl away ?" pursued Tony.
"Yes, yes; he'd be very angry," said old Oliver, thoughtfully; "it 'ud grieve him to his heart.

Why, he's always loved little children, and never had them turned away from himself, whatever he was doing.

If she hadn't been my own little girl, I daren't have turned her out of my doors.

No, no, dear Lord, thee knows as I'd have taken care of her, for thy sake." He spoke absently, in a low voice, as though talking to some person whom Tony could not see, and the boy was silent a minute or two, thinking busily.
"How long have you worked for that master o' yours ?" he asked, at last.
"Not very long," replied Oliver, regretfully.