It seemed that Jenny was going out of her way to help if she went to the effort of finding a place to rent, but Mary knew that the little money in her pocket would disappear quickly at the rate of a dollar fifty a week. She let out a sigh as she contemplated her situation.
“You won’t get anywhere cheaper around here,” Jenny went on. “And it’s not as if this town has a lot of places to choose from.”
“What is the population?” Mary asked.
“I’m not sure exactly, but it can’t be more than a few hundred,” Jenny replied. “It’s a lot smaller than Boston.”
A rueful smile played on Mary’s lips at the comment.
“There’s no doubt about that,” she replied.
The conversation ended as Jenny concentrated her efforts on pulling on the reins to guide the horses around a corner. In the silence Mary again
