She was not kept waiting long.

No sooner had the darkness set in, than Mr.Elder, accompanied by another man, opened the door and entered the room.
"Well," he said, "have you succeeded in procuring money to pay the rent." "I have not," Mrs.Wentworth answered.
"I suppose you have made arrangements to go somewhere else then," he remarked.
"No," she replied.

"My child has been ill all day long, and I was compelled to remain here and attend to her wants." "That is very unfortunate," Mr.Elder remarked, "for this gentleman," pointing to the stranger who accompanied him, "has made arrangements to take the room, and will move into it to-night.".
"Will he not wait until the morning," she enquired.
"I do wot know," he replied.

"Will you," he asked, speaking to the man, "be willing to wait until to-morrow before you take possession ?" "Bo jabers! I've got to leave my owld room to-night, and if I cannot git this I must take another that I can get in town," answered the man, who was a rough and uneducated son of the Emerald Isle.
"That settles the matter, then," observed Mr.Elder.

"You will have to leave," he continued, addressing Mrs.Wentworth.