She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to give up the point. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. Not fit to be dust on your boots. The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes.
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