It's been awfully nice.

Thank you so very much.

Good-by!" He shook her firm little hand with his frail thin one, and stood smiling till the restaurant door cut him off from her view.
The streets seemed so gorgeously full of life now that Nedda's head swam.

She looked at it all with such absorption that she could not tell one thing from another.

It seemed rather long to the Tottenham Court Road, though she noted carefully the names of all the streets she passed, and was sure she had not missed it.