CHAPTER I--THE STRANGE LAD
'Goodness! If ever I did see such a pig!' said Ellen King, as she
mounted the stairs. 'I wouldn't touch him with a pair of tongs!'
'Who?' said a voice from the bedroom.
'Why, that tramper who has just been in to buy a loaf! He is a
perfect pig, I declare! I only wonder you did not find of him up
here! The police ought to hinder such folk from coming into decent
people's shops! There, you may see him now!'
'Is that he upon the bridge--that chap about the size of our Harold?'
'Yes. Did you ever see such a figure? His clothes aren't good
enough for a scarecrow--and the dirt, you can't see that from here,