The Street. Kay Brellend

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СКАЧАТЬ . . . thanks,’ Sophy mumbled. She ignored his hand and sprang up in an ungainly jumble of limbs.

      He shrugged and he and his brother were soon heading down the road.

      ‘Oi . . . you two . . . you can’t just go off like that,’ Alice shouted spontaneously after them.

      The boys sauntered back and looked questioningly at them. ‘What d’you want, then?’

      Alice flushed. Now they’d come back she didn’t know what answer to give. ‘What’s his name?’ She pointed at Danny’s brother, who was unconcernedly chewing as though he’d never hoisted her to safety from Louisa’s fat back.

      ‘Geoff,’ Danny said while Geoff gave Alice a long look.

      ‘And how d’you come to fight like that?’

      ‘I’ll have yer next time, yer bastards.’

      Danny stuck two fingers up at Louisa without bothering to even glance her way. ‘Done boxin’ in Essex,’ he told Alice whilst looking at Sophy.

      Sophy continued fiddling with her hair to try and tidy it, blushing furiously. She grabbed at Bethany’s hand and shushed her to stop her crying.

      ‘You get going home now, Beth. Sophy’s alright, see.’ Alice wiped her younger sister’s face clear of tearstains with her thumbs. Then she turned her about and gave her shoulder a little push to start her off home.

      ‘You got blood on your lip,’ Danny neutrally told Sophy.

      ‘Did you do boxing ‘n’ get paid?’ Alice asked interestedly, cuffing away her sister’s blood on her sleeve when she saw Sophy searching in vain for a handkerchief.

      ‘Yeah . . . sometimes,’ Danny replied. ‘Never saw no money though. The old man soon had any purses.’

      ‘Ain’t worth workin’,’ Sophy chipped in. ‘Never get to keep nuthin’. They always have it off you.’

      ‘Why d’you come here then?’ Alice asked. ‘Ain’t nothing worth having round here.’

      ‘Got in a fight with the landlord where we lived. Broke his jaw. He threw us all out then the coppers got involved when it all turned nasty.’ Danny saw Geoff frown at him as though warning him to hold his tongue. Danny shrugged in response. He didn’t see the point in trying to hide it. The Keivers knew they’d only have tramped miles because something serious had happened.

      Alice’s eyes grew round. ‘Did your dad go mad at you for getting you all thrown out?’

      ‘Nah . . . was his fault. If he hadn’t borrowed money off the landlord none of it would’ve happened. Had the money for almost a year and never paid none back, y’see. Never could ’cos he lost his job when he done his foot in.’

      ‘How’d he do it?’

      ‘Cart fell on him down the market.’

      ‘You turned fourteen yet?’ Sophy asked shyly.

      Danny nodded. ‘While back.’

      ‘You’re lucky. No more school,’ Sophy said wistfully.

      ‘You going to get work round here?’ Alice asked.

      ‘Soon as I can find something decent. Don’t want no dead-end errand-boy capers. Want me own business.’ Danny looked about with disgust in his eyes. ‘Then when I’ve got a few bob I’m moving on, going home to Essex. Can’t wait to get out of this dump.’

      ‘Me neither . . .’ Sophy and Alice chorused passionately.

      Feeling quite relaxed in their camaraderie, Alice opened her palm and showed her half a crown.

      Three pairs of hungry eyes darted to it.

      ‘Where d’you get that?’ Sophy gasped. ‘Mum never give you it.’

      ‘Uncle Jimmy did,’ Alice said. ‘’Spose I should give it back, ’cos I ain’t giving it to Louisa after what she’s done.’

      Nobody said anything, they all kept their eyes pinned on the shiny silver coin.

      ‘Let’s go and get some chips.’ It was an impetuous decision. ‘You two can come ‘n’ all,’ Alice magnanimously said to Danny and Geoff.

      ‘When you was boxing did you get knocked out much?’ Sophy asked Danny before chewing on a chip.

      The four of them were lined up, sitting on a low wall in Blackstock Road with scrunched newspapers filled with chips and meat pies nestled on their laps.

      ‘Reckon that’s insulting,’ Danny said, all solemn.

      ‘No . . . didn’t mean you weren’t no good, or nuthin’,’ Sophy blurted, and quickly turned to give him an earnest look. ‘Just wondered if you ever got injured, that’s all.’ The last thing Sophy wanted to do was start another row with Danny.

      Danny and Geoff exchanged a look and laughed.

      ‘He’s winding you up,’ Geoff said easily and tipped his head back to swig from a bottle of pop.

      ‘Undefeated champion, weren’t I?’ Danny said, deliberately puffing out his chest to make the girls giggle. ‘Mind you, weren’t no reg’lar fights I got into. More like bare-knuckle street scraps where bets were took off the audience. Well-arranged, though, they were. Had to be, of course, ’cos the law would’ve put a stop to it if they’d found out. Could make fifty quid a night . . . sometimes more.’ He looked off into the distance. ‘Should’ve stuck with it. Might’ve got a backer who’d have took me pro. A couple of fellers showed an interest in managing me. But me mum wouldn’t have it. Said I was too young. Could’ve ended up like Kid Lewis ‘n’ made some real money if I still had them contacts.’

      ‘Could’ve ended up all bashed about ‘n’ all,’ Sophy lectured. ‘You’re lucky yer nose ain’t all squashed and yer ears shaped like cauliflowers.’

      ‘You sound just like our mum,’ Geoff said wryly and slid his brother a significant look before he turned his attention to Alice, sitting rather quietly beside him.

      ‘When you leaving school?’ he abruptly asked.

      ‘Not for ages.’ Alice grimaced sadly. ‘Not even thirteen yet.’ She frowned again at the crumpled newspaper on her lap containing her delicious food. It had seemed like a good idea to come and have something to eat with the Lovat boys. But now doubts about what she’d done were worming into her mind. In her pocket she had change from the half crown her uncle had lent her but she knew she must offer him back the whole amount and she’d no idea where she’d find that money. She was regretting having shown off and offered to be generous with money that wasn’t hers to spend. If her mother ever found out what she’d done she’d be for it.

       Chapter Five

      ‘There . . . take yer poxy half a crown!’ Tilly roared. She drove a fist into her pinafore СКАЧАТЬ