The Financiers
'Let's go and have a look at the room,' he added, getting up and taking the lamp from the wall.
They had to go up two flights of stairs before arriving at the top landing, where there were two doors, one leading into the front room—their bedroom—and the other into the empty back room. These two doors were at right angles to each other. The wallpaper in the back room was damaged and soiled in several places.
'There's nearly a whole roll of this paper on the top of the cupboard,' said Ruth, 'you could easily mend all those places. We could hang up a few almanacks on the walls; our wash-stand could go there by the window; a chair just there, and the bed along that wall behind the door. It's only a small window, so I can easily manage to make a curtain out of something. I'm sure I could make the room look quite nice without spending hardly anything.'
Easton reached down the roll of paper. It was the same pattern as that on the wall. The latter was a good deal faded, of course, but it would not matter much if the patches showed a little.
They returned to the kitchen.
'Do you think you know anyone who would take it? ' asked Ruth.
Easton smoked thoughtfully.
'No,' he said at length. 'But I'll mention it to one or two of the chaps on the job; they might know of someone.'
'And I'll get Mrs Crass to ask her lodgers; p'raps they might have a friend what would like to live near them.'
So it was settled; and as the fire was nearly out and it was getting late, they prepared to retire for the night. The baby was still sleeping, so Easton lifted it, cradle and all, and carried it up the narrow staircase into the front bedroom, Ruth leading the way, carrying the lamp and some clothes for the child. So that the infant might be within easy reach of its mother during the night, two chairs were arranged close to her side of the bed and the cradle placed on them.
'Now we've forgot the clock,' said Easton, pausing. He was half undressed, and had already removed his slippers.
'I'll slip down and get it,' said Ruth.
'Never mind, I'll go,' said Easton, beginning to put his slippers on again.
'No, you get into bed. I've not started undressing yet;
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