She probably guessed that we were waiting for the omnibus and walked up the road in the direction in which it was going.

Presently the omnibus would pass her, and there were you in full view on top keeping a vigilant look-out in the wrong direction.

Then she would quicken her pace a little and in a minute or two would arrive at the Kennington Station of the South London Railway.

In a minute or two more she would be in one of the electric trains whirling along under the street on which your omnibus was crawling.

She would get out at the Borough Station, or she might take a more risky chance and go on to the Monument; but in any case she would wait for your omnibus, hail it and get inside.