She had no idea where she was going.

Her one idea was to get away from every one whom she knew, or who had known her, as the Princess' ward and a great heiress.

She sat in a corner of the bus, and she watched the stream of people pass by.

Even there she shrank from any face or figure which seemed to her familiar.

She almost forgot that she, too, had been a victim of her stepmother's deception.