For a moment Elvina forgot her feelings, her problems and even the difficulties that lay ahead as she gazed at the shops with their glistening panes and smart bow windows, huddled against lowly dwellings through whose open doors she could see cobblers and artisans at work.
There were coal wagons and blaspheming draymen. There were street organs and musicians playing tambourines and fiddles. There were boys and men shouting that they had hot and cold food for sale.
There were crowds of beggars holding out their hands to foot passengers so elegantly and richly dressed that Elvina could only stare at them in astonishment.
She had not expected the outward appearance of London to be so prosperous. She had not thought to see, not one carriage with gilded, painted doors, the horses sparkling w
