On the evening of the second day, after putting her baby boy to bed, she went out, locking the door carefully behind her.  She meant to visit a neighbour who lived in the opposite side of the court.  This woman too occupied a cellar, but it was a far worse one than Hannah's, smaller, dirtier, and crowded with children, from ten years of age to a baby of six months.  This baby now lay in profound sleep on the bed.  Hannah went over to look at the little colourless, waxen face.