Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. She had thought to wear it now, since she must look more the demoiselle. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop.
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