Eden Phillpotts,
The Human Boy
“ It’s like those books the Doctor reads to the kids on Sundays, with choir-boys in them. The little brutes sing like angels, and their voices go echoing to the top of cathedrals, and make people blub about in the pews. Then they get microbes on the chest, and kick. You know the only thing I can do is to sing; and I shall die as sure as mud.”Nubby was a corker at singing. He had all the solos in the chapel to himself, and people came miles to hear him.“You won’t die,” said Mathers. “You don’t give your money away to the poor, or help blind people across roads, and all that. ”
