This time was mostdreadful for Lilian. Thrown on her ownresources and almost penniless, she maintainedherself and paid the rent of a wretchedroomnear the hospital by working as a charwoman, sempstress, anything. In a moment she had dropped to the level of a casuallabourer.
Nanny Broome was looking up at the outerwall. Just under the ceilingthere werethreelunettewindows, heavilybarred and blackedout in the normalway by centuries of grime. Their bases were on a level with the pavementoutside, a narrowway which was severalfeetlower than the roadbehind the house.