The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. It was only when they came into a square that daylight had a positive quality. Then she spoke, with a carelessness he instantly suspected. It was not a hopeful looking group. Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. Oddly, he was seldom angry with her as Gianfrancesco would have been. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. How does one get work? She walked along the Strand and across Trafalgar Square, and by the Haymarket to Piccadilly, and so through dignified squares and palatial alleys to Oxford Street; and her mind was divided between a speculative treatment of employment on the one hand, and breezes—zephyr breezes—of the keenest appreciation for London, on the other. ‘This is insupportable. Then she had a baby and became as old as any really grown-up person, or older, and very dull. ’ ‘That was not what I had in mind. ” Anna shivered a little. Stanley. Anna, in her strange striking way, was radiantly beautiful.
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