they, Lizer?" she said, shading her eyes with one trembling hand, while she looked at Calton and the detective.
"The perlice cove an' the swell," said Lizer, suddenly. "Come to see yer turn up yer toes."
"I ain't dead yet, ye whelp," snarled the hag with sudden energy; "an' if I gits up I'll turn up yer blarsted toes, cuss ye."
Lizer gave a shrill laugh of disdain, and Kilsip stepped forward. "None of this," he said, sharply, taking Lizer by one thin shoulder, and pushing her over to where the other girl was crouching; "stop there till I tell you to move."
Lizer tossed back her tangled black hair, and was about to make some impudent reply, when the other girl, who was older and wiser, put out her hand and pulled her down beside her.
Meanwhile, Calton was addressing himself to the old beldame in the corner.
"You wanted to see me?" he said gently, for, notwithstanding his repugnance to her, she was, after all, a woman, and dying.
"Yes, blarst ye," croaked Mother Guttersnipe, lying down and pulling the greasy bedclothes up to her neck. "You ain't a parson?" with sudden suspicion.
"No, I am a lawyer."
"I ain't a-going to have the cussed parsons a-prowlin' round 'ere," growled the old woman, viciously. "I ain't a-goin' to die yet, cuss ye; I'm going to get well an' strong, an' 'ave a good time of it."
"I am afraid you won't recover," said Calton, gently. "You had better let me send for a doctor."
"No, I shan't," retorted the hag, aiming a blow at him with all her feeble strength. "I ain't a-goin' to have my insides spil'd with salts and senner. I don't want neither parsons nor doctors, I don't. I wouldn't 'ave a lawyer, only I'm a-thinkin' of makin' my will, I am, blarst it."
"Mind I gits the watch," yelled Lizer, from the corner. "If you gives it to Sal I'll tear her eyes out."
"Silence!" said Kilsip, sharply, and with a muttered curse, Lizer sat back in her corner.
"Sharper than a serpent's tooth, she are," whined the old woman, when quiet was once more restored. "That
