At the same time, he said he was not properly nourished, and must have better food.
This was a fresh difficulty to Letty; it was a call for more outlay.
And now their landlady, who had throughout been very kind, was in trouble about her own rent, and began to press for part at least of theirs.

Letty's heart seemed to labor under a stone.

She forgot that there was a thing called joy.

So sad she looked that the good woman, full of pity, assured her that, come what might, she should not be turned out, but at the worst would only have to go a story higher, to inferior rooms.

The rent should wait, she said, until better days.