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"
I
know
a
girl
who
was
looking
in
a
shop
window
in
Bond
Street
,
a
hat
shop
,
and
a
man
came
up
and
asked
her
if
she
’
d
like
a
hat
.
I
’
d
love
one
,
she
said
,
and
they
went
in
and
she
chose
one
and
gave
her
name
and
address
,
he
paid
for
it
on
the
nail
,
and
then
she
said
,
thank
you
so
much
,
and
walked
out
while
he
was
waiting
for
the
change
.
"
"
That
’
s
what
she
told
you
.
"
Evie
’
s
sniff
was
sceptical
.
She
gave
Julia
a
puzzled
look
.
"
What
’
s
the
idea
?
"
"
Oh
,
nothing
.
I
was
only
wondering
why
in
point
of
fact
I
never
have
been
accosted
by
a
man
.
It
’
s
not
as
if
I
had
no
sex
appeal
.
"
But
had
she
?
She
made
up
her
mind
to
put
the
matter
to
the
test
.
That
afternoon
,
when
she
had
had
her
sleep
,
she
got
up
,
made
up
a
little
more
than
usual
,
and
without
calling
Evie
put
on
a
dress
that
was
neither
plain
nor
obviously
expensive
and
a
red
straw
hat
with
a
wide
brim
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
look
like
a
tart
,
"
she
said
as
she
looked
at
herself
in
the
glass
.
"
On
the
other
hand
I
don
’
t
want
to
look
too
respectable
.
"
She
tiptoed
down
the
stairs
so
that
no
one
should
hear
her
and
closed
the
door
softly
behind
her
.
She
was
a
trifle
nervous
,
but
pleasantly
excited
;
she
felt
that
she
was
doing
something
rather
shocking
.
She
walked
through
Connaught
Square
into
the
Edgware
Road
.
It
was
about
five
o
’
clock
.
There
was
a
dense
line
of
buses
,
taxis
and
lorries
;
bicyclists
dangerously
threaded
their
way
through
the
traffic
.
The
pavements
were
thronged
.
She
sauntered
slowly
north
.
At
first
she
walked
with
her
eyes
straight
in
front
of
her
,
looking
neither
to
the
right
nor
to
the
left
,
but
soon
realized
that
this
was
useless
.
She
must
look
at
people
if
she
wanted
them
to
look
at
her
.
Two
or
three
times
when
she
saw
half
a
dozen
persons
gazing
at
a
shop
window
she
paused
and
gazed
too
,
but
none
of
them
took
any
notice
of
her
.
She
strolled
on
.
People
passed
her
in
one
direction
and
another
.
They
seemed
in
a
hurry
.
No
one
paid
any
attention
to
her
.
When
she
saw
a
man
alone
coming
towards
her
she
gave
him
a
bold
stare
,
but
he
passed
on
with
a
blank
face
.
It
occurred
to
her
that
her
expression
was
too
severe
,
and
she
let
a
slight
smile
hover
on
her
lips
.
Two
or
three
men
thought
she
was
smiling
at
them
and
quickly
averted
their
gaze
.
She
looked
back
as
one
of
them
passed
her
and
he
looked
back
too
,
but
catching
her
eye
he
hurried
on
.
She
felt
a
trifle
snubbed
and
decided
not
to
look
round
again
.
She
walked
on
and
on
.
She
had
always
heard
that
the
London
crowd
was
the
best
behaved
in
the
world
,
but
really
its
behaviour
on
this
occasion
was
unconscionable
.
"
This
couldn
’
t
happen
to
one
in
the
streets
of
Paris
,
Rome
or
Berlin
,
"
she
reflected
.
