Her Benny

t was getting dark, though the Town Hall clock had only just struck four. But a fog had hung all over Liverpool since morning, and everything was as damp and dismal as it well could be; and now, as evening came on, the fog had settled into a downright drizzle, converting the streets into what seemed to Nelly Bates (who was crouched in the shadow of St. George's Church) to be endless puddles. "I wish Benny would come," said she to herself. "I wonder what has kept him? He said he'd be here when the clock struck four." And she wrapped her tattered clothes more closely around her, and looked eagerly down Lord Street and up and down Castle Street. But no Benny appeared in sight. "I'm glad as how they's lightin' the lamps, anyhow. It'll make it feel a bit warmer, I reckon," she went on, "for it's terrible cold. But Benny won't be long now, nohow. I hope he's sold all his fusees." And she looked wistfully at the unsold matches lying in her lap.

• | Author: Silas K. Hocking
• | Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• | Publication Date: Aug 29, 2017
• | Number of Pages: 188 pages
• | Language: English
• | Binding: Paperback
• | ISBN-10: 1975757556
• | ISBN-13: 9781975757557