I'm going to speak to one of them." He touched a tall youth on the shoulder.

"Out of work, my lad ?" he asked.

The youth turned surlily round.

"Yes.

Looks like it, don't it ?" "What are you ?" Brooks asked.
"Clicker." "Why did you leave your last place ?" "Gaffer said he's no more orders--couldn't keep us on.