But whilst you are saying so, you let me get nearer and nearer to miserable, hateful poverty.

What is to become of me--of us?
Shall you sit here day after day until our last shilling is spent ?' 'No; of course I must do something.' 'When shall you begin in earnest?
In a day or two you must pay this quarter's rent, and that will leave us just about fifteen pounds in the world.

Where is the rent at Christmas to come from?
What are we to live upon?
There's all sorts of clothing to be bought; there'll be all the extra expenses of winter.

Surely it's bad enough that we have had to stay here all the summer; no holiday of any kind.

I have done my best not to grumble about it, but I begin to think that it would be very much wiser if I did grumble.' She squared her shoulders, and gave her head just a little shake, as if a fly had troubled her.
'You bear everything very well and kindly,' said Reardon.