I shouldn't wonder if you've noticed the same thing with your servants, mum.

An' so I said as I'd let her have a bed for sevenpence; and if you'd a' seen how thankful she looked.

She wasn't the kind to go an' sleep anywhere, an' goodness only knows what might a' come to her at that hour o' the night.

And the next mornin' she did look that white an' poorly, when I met her a-comin' down the stairs.

'Well,' says I, 'an' what about breakfast, eh ?' She went a bit red like, an' said as it didn't matter; she'd go out an' find work.