I’m going out for a walk. I’ll see the town by myself. My first view of the empire I’m going to conquer!
She fled from the house.
She stared with seriousness at every concrete crossing, every hitching-post, every rake for leaves; and to each house she devoted all her speculation. What would they come to mean? How would they look six months from now? In which of them would she be dining? Which of these people whom she passed, now mere arrangements of hair and clothes, would turn to intimates, loved or dreaded, different from all the other people in the world?"