At five o'clock I was once more alone.
I was then standing (with baby in my own arms now) under the statue
which is at the back of Bow Church.
I thought I could walk no farther, and although every penny I had in my
pocket belonged to Isabel (being all that yet stood between her and
want) I must borrow a little of it if she was to reach Mrs. Oliver's
that night.
I waited for the first tram that was going in my direction, and when it
came up I signalled to it, but it did not stop--it was full.