Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. He was bewildered. "Was there any other woman back there in the States?" "Nary a female. Well, this was the side of the world where things like that happened. Stanley, whose family had been by any reckoning inconsiderable—to use the kindliest term. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. She plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone. Mrs.
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