Why were all the other people who went by the same train so joyous and so full of hope?
Were they too going to meet someone very dear to them?
She had copied the address on to a piece of paper, which she kept inside her glove; impossible that she should forget, but even impossibilities must be provided for.

When she descended at Eastbourne, she was so agitated and so perplexed by the novelty of the experience that with difficulty she found her way into the street.

She hurried on a little way, then remembered that the first thing was to ask a direction.

On inquiring from a woman who stood in a shop-door, she at once had her course clearly indicated.

Forwards then, as quickly as she could walk.