PART SECOND.
I.
The evening when March closed with Mrs.Green's reduced offer, and decided to take her apartment, the widow whose lodgings he had rejected sat with her daughter in an upper room at the back of her house.

In the shaded glow of the drop-light she was sewing, and the girl was drawing at the same table.

From time to time, as they talked, the girl lifted her head and tilted it a little on one side so as to get some desired effect of her work.
"It's a mercy the cold weather holds off," said the mother.

"We should have to light the furnace, unless we wanted to scare everybody away with a cold house; and I don't know who would take care of it, or what would become of us, every way." "They seem to have been scared away from a house that wasn't cold," said the girl.

"Perhaps they might like a cold one.