And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers,to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in."I am glad," she told herself, "I came."She marked an hotel that seemed neither opulent nor odd in a little sidestreet opening on the Embankment, made up her mind with an effort, and,returning by Hungerford Bridge to Waterloo, took a cab to this chosenrefuge with her two pieces of luggage.
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