Moody, angry, rather dissatisfied with himself, wholly dissatisfied with Dunk, Andy stumbled on. As he turned out of Chapel into High Street he saw before him two men who were talking earnestly. Andy could not help hearing what they said.
“Is the case hopeless?” one asked.
“Oh, no, I wouldn’t say that.”
“Yet he’s promised time and again to reform, and every time he slips back again.”
“Yes, I know. He isn’t the only one at the mission who does that.”
Andy guessed they were church workers.
“Don’t you get tired?” asked the questioner.
“Oh, yes, often. But then I get rested.”
“But this chap seems such a bad case.”
“They’re all bad, more or less. I don’t mind that.”