Edgar Wallace,
Carfew—Impresario
(1913)
“ Now twenty families occupied each home. Broken windows were patched with paper, bare rooms echoed to the shrill and unintelligible voice of the alien child. Poverty, grim and uncleanly, lurked in the deep unlighted basements, or strove vainly on top attics against the ravening wolf of hunger. Gander Street was a street of despair, a street of sin and sorrow, a stark, bleak street of hungry ugliness. Carfew went down to the theatre one night to meet an unfortunate young scenic artist and to inspect the electric installation. ”
