‘I suppose they have quarrelled terrifically,’ said her brother, as soon as she was gone.
‘I am afraid so.’
‘Well, you must do as you please. But it’s confounded hard lines that you should have to keep her and the kid. You know I can’t afford to contribute.’
‘My dear, I haven’t asked you to.’
‘No, but you’ll have the devil’s own job to make ends meet; I know that well enough.’
‘I shall manage somehow.’
‘All right; you’re a plucky woman, but it’s too bad. Reardon’s a humbug, that’s my opinion. I shall have a talk with Carter about him. I suppose he has transferred all their furniture to the slum?’
‘He can’t have removed yet. It was only this morning that he went to search for lodgings.’
‘Oh, then I tell you what it is: I shall look in there the first thing to-morrow morning, and just talk to him in a fatherly way. You needn’t say anything to Amy. But I see he’s just the kind of fellow that, if everyone leaves him alone, he’ll be content with Carter’s five-and-twenty shillings for the rest of his life, and never trouble his head about how Amy is living.’
To this proposal Mrs Yule readily assented. On going upstairs she found that Amy had all but fallen asleep upon a settee in the drawing-room.