"'So your name's Wright, and you're out of work, are you?' says the sitting-down one to me.
"'Yes,' I says, short like.
"'And what church do you attend?'
"'I don't attend none,' I says. 'The missis she goes sometimes of a Sunday evening, and the kids goes to Sunday school.'
"'And wot church does your wife go to—and what Sunday school do the children attend?' puts in the other lady, having done all the sniffing round she could.
"'Wesleyan,' I says.
"'H'm!' she says. 'Dissenters! That's bad! Don't you and your wife know that the Church of England is the Established Church of the land, and that it's displeasing to Almighty God—not to say anything about your wife's duty—in letting the children attend a sectarian place of worship?'
"'No,' I says; 'I don't.'
"'And what wages do you earn when you're in work, Wright?' she says.
"'Well,' I says, 'when I was a farm labourer I only made thirteen bob a week, but since I come to town I got about eighteen shillings when I was in work.'