She honoured her promise to Kathleen, and taking advantage of a discount for employees bought a single bed and mattress from her first pay. Kathleen, almost hysterical with joy, helped her set it up in the small room opposite the one she shared with Amy, closed until now. Kathleen dragged her desk in too and Amy noticed she did not treat it as reverently as she had when they carried it home from the shop. “I wonder is that shop still there with the same man and woman,” Amy murmured. Kathleen, dumping books in careless fashion on the desk top, seemed not to have heard. She was anxious to make up the bed and when she smoothed the blanket out, the one they got while Amy was at Lincolns, she thanked Amy yet again for allowing her to have it. “Old Greasy Guts was a bit handy at times, wasn’t he? “You know what I think I’ll do, Amy? I’ll ask Tina to show me how to crochet and I’ll make a cover, in a pale colour like green so that the blanket will show through it.”
