I sent off all the dirty things for Mrs.Tyler to wash at home, for she was so noisy and untidy that I did not care to have her on the premises, and I thought granny could sit in Mrs.Marshall's room and hold baby while Peggy waited on me and ran errands.
Hope worked splendidly: when she had scoured the kitchen and front passage, she went upstairs and scrubbed the two rooms where granny and the children slept.

I had made a potato pie with some scraps of meat Peggy had brought from the butcher's, and had seen the dish emptied by the hungry children.

When I had fed the sandy cat and had had my own dinner, which Mrs.Barton had packed in a nice clean basket, and had peeped at my patient, I went upstairs to help Hope, and Peggy went with me.

The state of the sleeping-rooms had horrified me in the morning; the windows had evidently not been open for weeks, and the sheets on granny's bed were black with dirt.

Hope had washed the bedstead, and Peggy had lighted a fire, that the room might be habitable by night.