Then she had nursing of baby and husband, cleaning and cooking, everything to do.

She was quite worn out, but she did what was wanted of her.
And the money was just sufficient.

She had seventeen shillings a week from clubs, and every Friday Barker and the other butty put by a portion of the stall's profits for Morel's wife.

And the neighbours made broths, and gave eggs, and such invalids' trifles.

If they had not helped her so generously in those times, Mrs.Morel would never have pulled through, without incurring debts that would have dragged her down.
The weeks passed.