“Pooh—why, that’s nothing. I was at nine, I was.” The girl was smiling again.
When they came up to his room she stood for a moment looking round the place. It was hardly what she had expected to find. And she had not been in town lodgings before, and her nose wrinkled up a little as she smelt the close air. It seemed so stuffy, and so dark.
“We’ll light the lamp,” he said.
Presently she laughed a little shyly, and asked where she was to sleep.
“Lord bless us, you may well ask!” Peer scratched his head. “There’s only one bed, you see.” At that they both burst out laughing.
“The one of us’ll have to sleep on the floor,” suggested the girl.
“Right. The very thing,” said he, delighted. “I’ve two pillows; you can have one. And two rugs—anyway, you won’t be cold.”
“And then I can put on my other dress over,” she said. “And maybe you’ll have an old overcoat—”
“Splendid! So we needn’t bother any more about that.”
“But where do you get your food from?” She evidently meant to have everything cleared up at once.