A lady, tastefully dressed, with a tall figure and aristocratic face, stood alone amid the crowd at Victoria Station en route for Paris. There was the usual bustle and noise, the hurried tender farewells around her, and she looked on with a new curios...
A lady, tastefully dressed, with a tall figure and aristocratic face, stood alone amid the crowd at Victoria Station en route for Paris. There was the usual bustle and noise, the hurried tender farewells around her, and she looked on with a new curiosity, as if the whole world had donned a fresh face, and were, on a sudden, worth studying. A young man passed and bowed to her. She flushed crimson as she bent her head, and stepped quickly into her carriage. She was travelling for the first time in her life without her maid, and that fact above all others disconcerted her.