He led the way down the stairs towards the other track.
"I don't want nothin' else, except five cents for my car-fare.

I can get a transfer, and it won't be more'n that," said the woman, following.

"I've got enough to git along with, and I ain't a heathen." Harry, with Evelyn asleep in his arms, and Maria and Gladys, waited with the stout woman until the train came.

The station was closed, and the woman sat down on a bench outside and immediately fell asleep herself.
When the train came, Harry thrust a bank-note into the woman's hand, having roused her with considerable difficulty, and she stumbled on to the train over her skirts just as she had done in the morning.
Harry knew the conductor.

"Look out for that woman," he called out to him.