As the prison breakfast had not been liberal, Jurgis had
a good appetite, and they had a little feast together, talk~
ing meanwhile of Elzbieta and the children and old times.
Shortly before they were through, there came another
colored girl, with the message that the "madame" wanted
Marija -- "Lithuanian Mary," as they called her here.
"That means you have to go," she said to Jurgis.
So he got up, and she gave him the new address of the
family, a tenement over in the Ghetto district. "You go
there," she said. "They'll be glad to see you."
But Jurgis stood hesitating.
"I -- I don't like to," he said. "Honest, Marija, why
don't you just give me a little money and let me look for
work first?"
"How do you need money?" was her reply. "All you
want is something to eat and a place to sleep, isn't it?"
"Yes," he said; "but then I don't like to go there after
I left them -- and while I have nothing to do, and while
you -- you--"
"Go on!" said Marija, giving him a push. "What are
you talking? -- I won't give you money," she added, as she
followed him to the door, "because you'll drink it up, and
do yourself harm. Here's a quarter for you now, and go
along, and they'll be so glad to have you back, you won't
have time to feel ashamed. Good-by!"
So Jurgis went out, and walked down the street to think
it over. He decided that he would first try to get work,
and so he put in the rest of the day wandering here and
there among factories and warehouses without success.
Then, when it was nearly dark, he concluded to go home,
and set out; but he came to a restaurant, and went in and
spent his quarter for a meal; and when he came out he
changed his mind -- the night was pleasant, and he would
sleep somewhere outside, and put in the morrow hunting,
and so have one more chance of a job. So he started away
again, when suddenly he chanced to look about him, and
found that he was walking down the same street and past
the same hall where he had listened to the political speech
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