She says she'll give Clara five shillin' a week, as well as board an' lodge her.

I don't know what to do about it, that I don't.

Clara, she's that set on goin', an' her father's that set against it.

It seems as if it 'ud be a good thing, don't it, Sidney?
I know _you_ don't want her to go, but what's to be done?
What _is_ to be done ?' Her wailing voice caused the baby to wail likewise.

Kirkwood looked about the room with face set in anxious discontent.
'Is it no use, Mrs.Hewett ?' he exclaimed suddenly, turning to her.
'Does she mean it?
Won't she ever listen to me ?' The woman shook her head miserably; her eyes filled with tears.
'I've done all I could,' she replied, half sobbing.