CHAPTER XX.
Although Jennie Brewster arrived in London angry with the world in
general, and with several of its inhabitants in particular, she soon
began to revel in the delights of the great city. It was so old that it
was new to her, and she visited Westminster Abbey and other of its
ancient landmarks in rapid succession. The cheapness of the hansoms
delighted her, and she spent most of her time dashing about in cabs. She
put up at one of the big hotels, and ordered many new dresses at a place
in Regent Street. She bought most of the newspapers, morning and evening,
and declared she could not find an interesting article in any of them.
From her point of view they were stupid and unenterprising, and she
resolved to run down the editor of one of the big dailies when she got
time, interview him, and discover how he reconciled it with his
conscience to publish so dull a sheet every day.
She wrote to her editor in New York that London, though a slow town, was
full of good material, and that nobody had touched it in the writing line
since Dickens' time; therefore she proposed to write a series of
articles on the Metropolis that would wake them up a bit. The editor
cabled to her to go ahead, and she went.
Jennie engaged a chaperon, and took great satisfaction in this unwonted
luxury. It had been intimated to her that Lady Willow was a sort of
society St. Peter, who held keys that would open the gates of the social
heaven, if she were sufficiently recompensed.
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