"How somehow, Benny? You'll only get 'em the right way, will yer, now?"
"Never fear, Nell; I's not goin' to steal 'em."
"But if you dunna get enough, Benny?"
"Oh, I'll go hungry for a day or two; 't won't be fust time I's done it."
"Poor Benny!" and she placed her wasted hand on his shoulder. "But I 'ope it will be true, what Joe told me t'other night."
"What did he tell yer?"
"Well, he said the good Lord was sure to provide; that is, you know, Benny, He willna let us starve."
"I dunno much about Him, Nell."
"Oh, but Joe 'as told me lots an' lots about Him; an' He never says what He doesna mean; an' if He says He'll provide, He will, Benny."
"Anyhow, I shall be glad to see it," was Benny's observation, as he walked away, leaving Nelly standing at the door.