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It had remained for a long time in the state in which it had been left by its last dishonest, dirty occupants when they had been scared into going away by Bunting's rough threats of the police. But now it was in apple-pie order, with one paramount exception, of which Mrs. Bunting was painfully aware. There were no white curtains to the windows, but that omission could soon be remedied if this gentleman really took the lodgings.
But what was this - ? The stranger was looking round him rather dubiously. "This is rather - rather too grand for me," he said at last "I should like to see your other rooms, Mrs. er - "
" - Bunting," she said softly. "Bunting, sir."
And as she spoke the dark, heavy load of care again came down and settled on her sad, burdened heart. Perhaps she had been mistaken, after all - or rather, she had not been mistaken in one sense, but perhaps this gentleman was a poor gentleman - too poor, that is, to afford the rent of more than one room, say eight or ten shillings a week; eight or ten shlllings a week would be very little use to her and Bunting, though better than nothing at all.
"Will you just look at the bedroom, sir?"