Her expression was a little changed, less innocent, more discerning. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. A brief calm succeeded. His tone was kind and sympathetic. Not only that, but he is here in London. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face.
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