‘Do you live comfortably here, father?’ she said presently.
‘We do, Clara. It’s a bit high up, but that don’t matter much.’
‘You’ve got new furniture.’
‘Yes, some new things. The old was all done for, you know.’
‘And where did you live before you came here?’
‘Oh, we had a place in King’s Cross Road—it wasn’t much of a place, but I suppose it might a’ been worse.’
‘And that was where—?’
‘Yes—yes—it was there.’
‘And how did you manage to buy this furniture?’ Clara asked, after a pause.
‘Well, my dear, to tell you the truth—it was a friend as—an old friend helped us a bit.’