‘Course they are,—and, blimey, if I was you I’d make ’em. Blimey I would!’
He broke into a volley of execrations.
‘But what am I to do?’
‘Why, give ’em another rouser—let ’em know as you won’t be kidded!’
I hesitated; then, acting on his suggestion, for the second time I rang the bell. The door was flung wide open, and the grizzled pauper, who had previously responded to my summons, stood in the open doorway. Had he been the Chairman of the Board of Guardians himself he could not have addressed me with greater scorn.
‘What, here again! What’s your little game? Think I’ve nothing better to do than to wait upon the likes of you?’
‘I want to be admitted.’
‘Then you won’t be admitted!’
‘I want to see someone in authority.’
‘Ain’t yer seein’ someone in authority?’