"Well, not very. But it might be much worse. And I am mercenary enough to think about the money I earn at Mrs. Barton's," said Judith. "I don't mind telling you now that Bertie left two or three little bills unpaid when he went away, and I was very anxious about them. But, luckily, they were small."
"You don't mind telling me now. Are they paid, then?"
"Yes, and I have not heard of any more."
"You paid them out of your earnings?"
"Yes. You understand me, don't you, Mr. Thorne? Bertie and I were together then, and I could not take Emmeline's money to pay our debts."
"Yes, I understand."
"And I had saved a little. It is all right now, since they are all paid. I fancied there would be some more to come in, but it seems not, so I have a pound or two to spare, and I feel quite rich."
It struck Percival that Judith had managed better than he had. "Do you ever hear from him?" he asked.
"Yes. Mr. Nash has forgiven them."
"Already?"