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London -- the dear, dirty old city of delight -- looked gloomy enough as we passed out of Charing Cross yard, and made our way around the corner to the _Grand Hotel_. It was a damp, raw evening, and after the crisp atmosphere and bright sunshine of the Riviera, seemed to us more than ordinarily depressing.
By wire we had engaged rooms at the _Grand_ for Vera and Violet, overlooking Trafalgar Square, and we now began to wonder what our next step ought to be. I wanted, if possible, to get into communication with Sir Charles and Lady Thorold, for I was anxious not to delay my marriage any longer, and Vera, though she had promised to become my wife as soon as possible, refused to do so until she had seen her parents.