The street was full of drunken people and I crept into a doorway and hid there.

I suppose I looked like a beggar, for no one noticed me.

Then when the streets were quieter I came here." It will be noticed that Lavinia did not think it necessary to mention the handsome young man who had rescued her.
While she was recounting her adventures her mother, though listening attentively, was also pondering over the possible consequences.

The story might be true or it might not, whichever it was did not matter.

It was good enough for the purpose she had in her mind.
"Why didn't you go back to Miss Pinwell's ?" Mrs.Fenton demanded sharply.