Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. If she delayed a day she would delay two days, if she delayed two days she would delay a week, and after a week things would be adjusted to submission forever. She saw it, and checked without thinking. The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. “Oh, you know,” she said.
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