London Is Like A Cold Dark Dream

The Woman Had A Humble, Cringing Manner. Of Course, She Had Discovered That, Having Neither Money Nor Virtue, She Had Better Be Humble If She Knew What Was Good For Her.

There Is Always The Other Side, Always.

And Then The Days Came When I Was Alone.

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

What You Take To Be Hyprocrisy Is Sometimes A Certain Caution, Sometimes Genuine, Though Ponderous, Childish, Sometimes A Mixture Of Both.