he called, half impudent, half attracted. He had blue eyes which glanced impudently from his grimy face.

“Good evening,” said Ursula, delighted. “Isn't it nice now?”

“Ay,” said the man, “very nice.”

His mouth was red under his ragged, sandy moustache. His teeth were white as he laughed.

“Oh, but — ” stammered Ursula, laughing, “it is. Why do you say it as if it weren't?”

“'Appen for them as is childt-nursin' it's none so rosy.”

“May I look inside your barge?” asked Ursula.

“There's nobody'll stop you; you come if you like.”