Keep a bit quiet now, and don't put yourself out so." "What are we to do?
I've only got a few shillings--" "Well, you'll have money again some time, I suppose.

You don't suppose I'll turn you out in the streets?
Write to Fred on Monday, and he'll send you something." They talked till Lotty exhausted herself again, then Ida was allowed to re-enter the room.

Mrs.Ledward kept coming and going till her own bed-time, giving what help and comfort she could in her hard, half-indifferent way.

Another night passed, and in the morning Lotty seemed a little better.

Her throat was not so painful, but she breathed with difficulty, and had a cough.