The widow shrank from him.

No obligation of any kind lay upon them to tolerate the London ruffian .-- Enough; he should be got rid of! Alternating his causes of misery, which--he could not quite forget--might blend for the sudden transformation of his life, Godwin let the tea grow cold upon the table, until it was time, if he still meant to visit the theatre, for setting forth.

He had no mind to go, but as little to sit here and indulge harassing reflection.

With an effort, he made ready and left the house.
The cost of his seat at the theatre was two shillings.

So nicely had he adjusted the expenses of these last days that, after paying the landlady's bill to-morrow morning, there would remain to him but a few pence more than the money needed for his journey home.