She's been, but she's coming back," he said. "I expect her every minute. Ah! There she is." This was rather stupid of Stephen. He ought to have guessed that Lucia's second appearance was officially intended to be her first. He grasped that when she squeezed her way through the crowd and greeted him as if they had not met before that morning." And dearest Adele," she said. "What a crush! Tell me quickly, where are the caricatures of Pepin and me? I'm dying to see them; and when I see them no doubt I shall wish I was dead." The light of Luciaphilism came into Adele's intelligent eyes...

Lucia in London