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They 'll be thinking I 'm living on German money ! '' So , in the end , she did not go to the munition works . She went room-hunting instead , with Clare beside her , very uncomfortable on the street for fear Audrey would be compromised by walking with her . And at six o'clock that evening a young woman with a softly inflected voice and an air of almost humorous enjoyment of something the landlady failed to grasp , was the tenant , for one month 's rent in advance , of a room on South Perry Street . Clare was almost in tears . `` I ca n't bear to think of your sleeping in that bed , Mrs. Valentine , '' she protested . `` It dips down so . ''