Do tell us if you know of any rooms that would suit us." While Jasmine was speaking Mrs.Dredge kept on gazing at her, her round face growing long, and her full blue eyes becoming extended to their largest size.
"My dear child," she said, "wherever were you brought up?
Don't you know that the kind of lodgings you want are just the hardest of all to get?
Yes, my dear, I have experience in London apartments, and about them, and with regard to them, there is one invariable and unbroken rule--cheapness and dirt--expense and cleanliness.

Bless you! you innocent child, you had better give up the notion of the cheap lodgings, and stay on contented and happy at the Mansion." Jasmine smiled faintly--said "Thank you, Mrs.Dredge," in a pretty gentle voice, and a moment or two later, with a deeper carnation than usual in her cheeks, she quietly left the room.
"Primrose," she said upstairs to her sister, "we mustn't ask advice about our lodgings; we must take the map with us, and go and look for them all by ourselves.

Mrs.Dredge says that clean lodgings are very, very dear, and it is only dirty lodgings that are cheap." When Jasmine ran into the room Primrose was standing by the dressing-table, and in her usual methodical fashion was putting tidily away her own things and her sisters'; now she faced Jasmine with a little smile on her face.
"There is just one thing," she said, "that we can do--we can with our own hands make the dirty lodgings clean.

Never mind, Jasmine darling, we won't ask anybody's advice; we'll go out and look round us to-morrow." Early the next morning the three sisters set out--Daisy having first locked the Pink in their room.

It may be remarked in parenthesis that the Pink did not like her new quarters, and had already made herself notorious by breaking two saucers and a cup, by upsetting a basin of milk, and by disappearing with the leg of a chicken.