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The Handle Nell Wanted Off
Nell stood at the Broad Street pump with an empty jug and would not fill it. It was 1854, cholera had taken hold in Soho, and she wanted the handle off before another morning. The guardians had sent a man to do it. He was still holding the tool against his coat, as if a pump were a thing you could argue with until it became safe.
"If I take this off and the deaths go on, I will have closed a pump and proved nothing," he said. "Half the street is blaming the air. I want a reason I can say aloud."
"You have it on that paper," Nell said. "The doctor has not been asking what the air smelled like. He has been asking where people drew water. John Snow was saying cholera could