But I'd no idea you were in London.
Where are you living ?' Alice had suffered, had suffered distinctly, in her manners, and probably in her character.

It was not only that she affected a fastness of tone, and betrayed an ill-bred pleasure in receiving Adela in her fine drawing-room; her face no longer expressed the idle good-nature which used to make it pleasant to contemplate, it was thinner, less wholesome in colour, rather acid about the lips.

Her manner was hurried, she seemed to be living in a whirl of frivolous excitements.

Her taste in dress had deteriorated; she wore a lot of jewellery of a common kind, and her headgear was fantastic.
'We have a few friends to-morrow night,' she said when the conversation had with difficulty dragged itself over ten minutes.

'Will you come to dinner?
I'm sure Willis will be very glad to see you.' Adela heard the invitation with distress.