“‘And does Mr. Swift let him?’
“‘He has to, ’cause Mr. Carroll said he was to.’
“‘But your money—where does it come from, Norman?’
“‘Mr. Swift,’ said Norman, very dismally.
“‘Then doesn’t your mother miss it, when you carry home your wages to her?’
“‘No.’
“‘She must, my child.’
“‘She don’t, ’cause I carry her just the same I did before.’
“‘How can you, and keep out a ha’penny a-day?’