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Her Benny.
"Me hurt? Oh, never fear! I knows how to take care myself. But what luck, Nell?"
"Bad, Benny, very bad. Nobody wanted matches to-day."
For a moment Benny was silent, then he burst out,
"By golly, Nell! what's us to do? You know what the guv'nor said when we came away this morning?"
"Carry yer bag, Sir?" he said.
"Ay," said Nelly. "But 'ave you 'ad bad luck too?"
"Horful, Nell—simply horful!"
And for a moment the children looked at each other in blank dismay. Just then a gentleman was seen crossing the street carrying a portmanteau.
