During the afternoon, she was better, and was able to confer with Edith on the desperate nature of their affairs.
"What are we to do ?" said she to her daughter, breaking thus abruptly a silence which had continued for many minutes.

"We have an income of only twenty-three dollars a week, and that will scarcely supply the table." Edith sighed, but did not answer.
"Twenty-three dollars a week," repeated Mrs.Darlington.

"What are we to do ?" "Our rooms will not remain vacant long, I hope," said Edith.
"There is little prospect of filling them that I can see," murmured Mrs.Darlington.

"If all our rooms were taken, we might get along." "I don't know," returned Edith to this, speaking thoughtfully.

"I sometimes think that our expenses are too great for us to make any thing, even if our rooms were filled.