’ ‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean. 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. Say I’m out, away, anything!” “I am sorry, sir,” the man answered, “but she had sent away her hansom before I answered the bell. . I ask you, although it is not my place to ask you, to return home. That is why I have dyed my hair, that is why I have abandoned my rôle of ingenuèe and altered my whole style of dress. That's the way she strikes me. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. It must have been impossible to see me through that much rain.
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