"Yes, we come to New York every other night, not counting Sundays."
"I think Bill Hosker will come again soon. I suppose he thinks you have given up trying to find him."
"Well, I haven't given it up, Rose. How are things going with yourself and your mother?"
"Not very good."
"Can't she get much sewing to do?"
"She and I made only five dollars and a quarter last week."
"And what rent do you pay?"
"Six dollars a month for just the one room."
"That is certainly hard. I wish I could help you, but I can't—at least, not now."
"We wouldn't want help, if only we could get more sewing."