This wall-paper is well enough, but she has taken a fancy that the spots on it look like spiders, and it makes her nervous.

I've no other warm place to put her, and no money for a new paper.

Poor lass! There are hard times before her, I'm fearing." Mrs.Pecq said this in a low voice to Mrs.Minot, who came in as often as she could, to see what her neighbor needed; for both mothers were anxious, and sympathy drew them to one another.

While one woman talked, the other looked about the little room, not wondering in the least that Jill found it hard to be contented there.

It was very neat, but so plain that there was not even a picture on the walls, nor an ornament upon the mantel, except the necessary clock, lamp, and match-box.