Chapter 29
Change of Wind
George found Soho fascinating and frightening. By day, its narrow streets and squares thronged with all manner of interesting people, the wealthy mingling with the workers, the flower sellers, the delivery boys, beggars and street traders. By night, it assumed a different mantle, and welcomed the theatregoers and those who plied their trade in secret. After several days, he was accustomed to the routine that his mentor followed, the street urchin who answered to the unlikely name of Titch.
“Yer could come back ter Lime’ouse with me. T’ guvnor’s sure ter find summat fer yer.”
“Nah, ’e’d put me in t’ work’ouse is what—an’ I ain’t goin’ there again. Not never.”
George had to admit Titch’s fear of the workhouse had solid grounds. He’d not choose it, either, but h
