Once I mustered sufficient courage to ask help, but--but the man only laughed, and called me a foul name.

I do not know where I went, what the streets were called.

I remember the brilliantly lighted hotel: the theater crowds jostling me on the sidewalks; the saloons where I saw women slipping in through side entrances, the strains of piano music jingling forth on the night air.
I--I knew what it meant, and lingered, faint and trembling, before one illuminated front, like a fascinated bird, until a drunken man, reeling forth, laid hand on my shoulder with proposal of insult.

I broke away from him, and ran into the dark, every nerve tingling." She shuddered, catching her breath sharply.
"Then--then I found myself out among the residences, where everything was still and lonely, walking, walking, walking, every shadow appearing like a ghost.

I sat down to rest on the curbing, but a policeman drove me away; once I crept into a darkened vestibule in a big apartment building, but another discovered me there, and threatened to take me to the station.