h he hardly expected the
wonderful consequences to follow his own act which always befall the
superfluously honest boys in the "penny dreadfuls," he was yet low-
souled enough to linger sufficiently long in the neighbourhood of the
owner of the purse to give him an opportunity of proving the truth of
the story-book moral.

Nor was he disappointed; for the good gentleman, happening to have no
less than fifty pounds in gold and notes stored up in this particular
purse, was magnanimous enough to award Love a shilling for his lucky
piece of honesty, a result which made that young gentleman's countenance
glow with a grin of the profoundest satisfaction.

"My eye, gov'nor," said he, returning radiant with his treasure to
Reginald, and thrusting it into his hand; "'ere, lay 'old. 'Ere's a
slice o' luck. Somethink like that there daily bread you was a-tellin'
me of t'other day. No fear, I ain't forgot it. Now, I say sassages.
What do you say?"

Reginald said "sausages" too; and the two friends, armed with their
magic shilling, marched boldly into a cosy coffee-shop where there was a
blazing fire and a snug corner, and called for sausages for two. And
they never enjoyed such a meal in all their lives. How they did make
those sausages last! And what life and comfort they got out of that
fire, and what rest out of those cane-bottomed chairs!

At the end of it all they had fourpence left, which, after serious
consultation, it was decided to expend in a bed for the night.

"If we can get a good sleep," said Reginald, "and pull ourselves
together, we're bound to get a job of some sort to-morrow. Do you know
any lodging-house?"

"Me? don't I? That there time you jacked me up I was a night in a place
down by the river. It ain't a dainty place, gov'nor, but it's on'y
twopence a piece or threepence a couple on us, and that'll leave a brown
for the morning."

"All right. Let's go there soon, and get a long night."

Love led the way through several low streets beside the wharves until he
came to a court in which stood a tumble-down tenement with the legend
"Lodgings" scrawled on a board above the door. Here they entered, and
Love in a few words bargained with the sour landlady for a night's
lodging. She protested at first at their coming so early, but finally
yielded, on condition they would make the threepence into fourpence.
They had nothing for it but to yield.

"Up you go, then," said the woman, pointing to a ri