When she made this discovery, she had a presentiment.

She looked on the mantel-piece.

Lantier had taken away the pawn tickets; the pink bundle was no longer there, between the two odd zinc candlesticks.
She hung her laundry over the back of a chair and just stood there, gazing around at the furniture.

She was so dulled and bewildered that she could no longer cry.

She had only one sou left.