“Yes, my poor boy, you must be very poor, or you wouldn’t bring yourself to steal.”
“No. I ain’t poor; leastways, I have enough to eat, and I have a place to sleep.”
“Then why don’t you earn your living by honest means?”
“I can’t; I must obey orders.”
“Whose orders?”
“Why, the guv’nor’s, to be sure.”
“Did he tell you to open that secretary?”
“Yes.”
“Who is the guv’nor, as you call him?”
“I can’t tell; it wouldn’t be square.”