Alice took it round to her herself one evening. Finola, who got on well with all the Woods, came with her. The Woods now lived in Chelsea. Alice intended to walk there, but Finola soon said that she was tired, and that she wanted to take a taxi. ‘Mother of God, Fin, we can’t spend half a crown on a taxi!’ said Alice. ‘Oh please. I’ve never been in one. Just once.’The painting was quite heavy, so Alice agreed. Inside the cab, Finola pushed herself into the depths of the leather seat, so that she could hardly see out of the thick windows. The taxi was dark and smoky, and she could hear the motor throbbing through the seat. She crossed her hands on her lap and stretched her feet out in front of her. A year ago, the first time she had ventured out alone, Finola had nearly been run over. Since then, she had never gone out alone again. This had also happened to Alice when she was five, but she had merely learned to cross the street when it was not full of traffic.
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