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Undertow

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 747    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

st seriously discussed finances; not theoretical finances, but finances as bounded on one side by Bert's worn,

tened the bills, and arranged the silver in piles, as they talked. This w

had been a wage earner herself.

eals, of course I can! But I won't hav

ain pen, and reached

ing it out?-I thi

face to the problem. "Now let's see-wha

dred a year,"

all women, had given her new husband a new name. "Let's save tha

hand and kiss it, and say: "Isn't it wonderful-our sitting

terlude. Bert, who had secured a large sheet

irm figures, mine are

tly, at this. T

every week," Bert submitted presently. "Eight

ancy asked, touching

drawn in advance," Bert said, pondering. "Yes,

this, Bee? Your Aunt Mary'

y take care of the freight bills," Bert c

rt-all that money

nted to

ld the re

xtravagant wretch

akfast upstairs-silly

ly pongee ve

time!" her husband f

to count on a dollar a week laundry-laundry and rent nine dollars and a half; piano and telephone at the rate of three dollars a month-that's a

llars and twenty-fiv

ut your lunch

y. "I'll keep 'em under fifteen cents a d

ested Nancy, with

off places, Sundays, and I'll come home f

d drugs, and soap, and thread, and butter, and bread, and meat, and salad-oil, a

one way, to Forty-Eighth Street, but I can't walk both. I'll have to have some

d presently, ruffling his hair, as she sat on the arm of his chair, "really I do not know what we will do in case of

know what they

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