"If you're going East you must buy a new ticket at Malcolm.

Have you money ?" "I have some--" she said and stopped, and Lister imagined she had not until then thought about money and had not much.
"You'll take this lady to Malcolm, Roberts, and put her down where she can get to the station," he said to the engineer.

"Nobody will see you have a passenger, but if the agent's curious, I'll fix the thing with him." It was breaking rules, but the man knew Lister, and Lister knew he could be trusted.

He took some bills from his wallet, and as he helped the girl up the steps pushed the paper into her hand.
She turned to the cab door, and Lister imagined she was hardly conscious of the money he had given her.

Her color was high but her look indicated keen relief.
"Oh!" she said, "I owe you much! You don't know all you have done.