I have done nothing I didn't want to do. I . . .
Alice seemed to have an idea: Haven't you any friends?
Friends?
Somebody I know, for instance. . . . Can't we be introduced properly?
Harold shook his head. I don't know anybody except—I don't know anybody at all in New York.
Nobody! Alice's tone was slightly one of alarm.
Nobody.
Oh! You mustn't walk with me any farther. Somebody might see us. I can go home alone. I'll send you the money. Good-bye.
Harold held out his hand, but Alice was gone, almost running, indeed, ahead of him up the Avenue.
