Read Her Benny: A Story of Street Life Storyline:
It was getting dark, though the Town Hall clock had only just struck four. But a fog had hung all over Liverpool since morning, and everything was as damp and dismal as it well could be; and now, as evening came on, the fog had settled into a downright drizzle, converting the streets into what seemed to Nelly Bates (who was crouched in the shadow of St. George\'s Church) to be endless puddles.Pages of Her Benny: A Story of Street Life :
