To take merely the Rue de la Goutte-d'Or, she no longer dared pass in front of the grocer's, nor the charcoal-dealer's, nor the greengrocer's; and this obliged her, whenever she required to be at the wash-house, to go round by the Rue des Poissonniers, which was quite ten minutes out of her way.

The tradespeople came and treated her as a swindler.

One evening the dealer from whom she had purchased Lantier's furniture made a scene in the street.

Scenes like this upset her at the time, but were soon forgotten and never spoiled her appetite.

What a nerve to bother her like that when she had no money to pay.