1/17 At first, as she came toward me through the crowd near the gate, holding out a neatly gloved hand, I could scarcely realise that this well-dressed, soft-voiced lady was the homeless creature I had consorted with the night before. Her eyes laughingly challenged mine, while the hours since had given her back perfect control. "Oh, but you did not--you were passing by when I spoke. Don't apologize, for really I take it as the highest compliment. |