SERGEANT. He has had a bad name long enough. Let him go to a reformatory now.
FARDY. [Clinging to Hyacinth.] Save me, save me! I'm a poor boy trying to knock out a way of living; I'll be destroyed if I go to a reformatory. [Kneels and clings to Hyacinth's knees.
HYACINTH. I'll save you easy enough.
FARDY. Don't let me be jailed!
HYACINTH. I am going to tell them.
FARDY. I'm a poor orphan——
HYACINTH. Will you let me speak?
FARDY. I'll get no more chance in the world——
HYACINTH. Sure I'm trying to free you——
FARDY. It will be tasked to me always.