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When the royal carriage had passed by, the crowd immediately scattered, and then for the first time Flo perceived that she was deserted by her companions. She looked to right and left, before and behind her, but the little rough and ragged figures she sought for were nowhere visible.
She was still excited by the sight she had witnessed, and was consequently not much frightened though it did occur to her to wonder how ever she should find her way home again. She turned a few steps, -- Saint James's Park with the summer sunshine on it lay before her. She sat down on the grass, and pulled a few blades and smelt them -- they were withered, trampled, and dry, but to Flo their yellow, sickly green was beautiful.