But little was owing, and that she had money enough to pay without the five pounds that the kind gambler had given her.

However, when she asked the landlady whether she could stay there a week or two longer, the woman prayed her with tears to begone; that she and her husband had brought trouble enough on them already.
But there was still a week left of their old tenancy, so she held possession in spite of the landlady; and from the police-officers, who were still about the place, she heard that the two prisoners had been committed for trial, and that that trial would take place early in the week at the Old Bailey.
Three days before the trial she had to leave the lodgings, with but little more than two pounds in the world.

For those three days she got lodging as she could in coffee-houses and such places, always meeting, however, with that sort of kindness and sympathy from the women belonging to them which could not be bought for money.

She was in such a dull state of despair, that she was happily insensible to all smaller discomforts, and on the day of the trial she endeavoured to push into the court with her child in her arms.
The crowd was too dense, and the heat was too great for her, so she came outside and sat on some steps on one side of a passage.

Once she had to move as a great personage came up, and then one of the officers said,-- "Come, my good woman, you mustn't sit there, you know.