“But what is the rent?”
“Four shillings a week—to you. Would you like to see it?”
“Yes, if you please.”
She conducted him up to the third floor, and showed him a good-sized room, rather bare, but clean.
“This will do delightfully,” said Hugh.
“I will make it a little more comfortable for you, you know.”
“Thank you very much. Shall I pay you a month in advance?”
“No, no,” she answered, with a grim smile. “I might want to get rid of you, you know. It must be a week’s warning, no more.”
“Very well. I have no objection. I will go and fetch my luggage. I suppose I may come in at once?”
“The sooner the better, young man, in a place like London. The sooner you come home the better pleased I shall be. There now!”