She assumed it must be something rural in her appearance though that ought to have set the women to staring, too.

But she thought little about this, so absorbed was she in seeing all the new things.

She walked slowly, pausing to inspect the shop windows--the gorgeous dresses and hats and jewelry, the thousand costly things scattered in careless profusion.

And the crowds! How secure she felt among these multitudes of strangers, not one of them knowing or suspecting her secret of shame! She no longer had the sense of being outcast, branded.
When she had gone so far that it seemed to her she certainly must have missed the drug store, carefully though she had inspected each corner as she went, she decided that she must stop someone of this hurrying throng and inquire the way.

While she was still screwing her courage to this boldness, she espied the sign and hastened joyfully across the street.