It's not allowed." "When will there be room ?" Jack asked.
"Next week, may be." "Oh, how jolly!" I exclaimed.

"Then you will come, Jack, won't you ?" "How much is it ?" inquired Jack of Mrs Nash.
"Three-and-six a week--in advance," said Mrs Nash; "no tick." Jack pulled rather a long face.
"It'll be a tight fit," said he to me, "out of eight shillings a week." "Oh, I can pay part," said I, too delighted at the prospect of Jack's company to admit of any obstacle.

"My uncle pays my lodging, you know, so I have the eight shillings all to myself." Jack, however, scouted the idea.

After a little more parleying, to my unspeakable joy he told Mrs Nash he would come next week.

I begged hard for him to be allowed to share my quarters in the meanwhile.