Now, if Nikolai could help her with a little; it would all lie in the goods, so that, for that matter, it was the same whether he put his pence there or in his pocket--the same to a T! Could he tell her where she could buy a counter cheap! Or rather, get it on credit; if there was anything she was hard up for now, it was ready money.

Perhaps she might as well try to take out a little more at the carpenter's at once, only a fair-sized folding-table, two beds, and a few chairs.

She had thought that when once she had got it started and into order, Nikolai might live with her.

If she prepared all his meals for him besides, the one thing might be set off against the other, and part of his wages go towards it--he must himself reckon up and say how much he thought.
Barbara continued more eagerly to build up in her own mind, and emphasising now and then with a smack of her hand, how everything was to be.
But as she waxed warmer and more elated over her visions of the future, Nikolai sat doubtful, and softly beating a measure with his foot.

All this about the shop might be right enough.