Likely enough, it was only her imagination, but it seemed to her that people in the restaurant had recognized him, and were whispering to one another: he was bound to be well known.

Likewise her own appearance, she felt, was against them as regarded their desire to avoid observation.

She would have to take to those mousey colours that did not suit her, and wear a veil.

She hated the idea of a veil.

It came from the East and belonged there.