"But couldn't she have put her baby out to nurse and get another situation somewhere?" I asked.
"Matter o' luck," said the girl. "Some can. Some can't. That's their look out. Firms don't like it. If they find you've got a child they gen'r'lly chuck you."
In spite of myself I was a little down when I started on my journey again. I thought the parcel was cutting my wrist and I felt my feet growing heavier at every step.
Was Maggie Jones's story the universal one?
If a child were born beyond the legal limits, was it a thing to hide away and be ashamed of?
And could it be possible that man's law was stronger than God's law after all?
NINETY-THIRD CHAPTER
I had walked so slowly and stopped so often that it was two o'clock in the afternoon when I passed through Aldgate.
I was then faint for want of food, so I looked out for a tea-shop or restaurant.