'You'll do no good by that,' said Amy, indifferently.
'Confound it! It's just because nobody does anything that things have come to this pass!'
The conversation was, of course, profitless. John could only return again and again to his assertion that Reardon must get 'a decent berth.' At length Amy left the room in weariness and disgust.
'I suppose they have quarrelled terrifically,' said her brother, as soon as she was gone.
'Well, you must do as you please. But it's confounded hard lines that you should have to keep her and the kid. You know I can't afford to contribute.'
'My dear, I haven't asked you to.'
'No, but you'll have the devil's own job to make ends meet; I know that well enough.'
'All right; you're a plucky woman, but it's too bad. Reardon's a humbug, that's my opinion. I shall have a talk with Carter about him. I suppose he has transferred all their furniture to the slum?'
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