Excerpt from Frederique

Slowly the black prow of the vessel rent the yellow water, leaving behind on the left bank the white smoke-begrimed walls of Greenwich hospital amid its park where autumn had already thinned the trees and the leaves were losing their colour.

Higher yet, at a bend in the now widened Thames, the dripping paddle-wheels slackened speed, while the funnels gave out a mere breath of smoke which was lost at once in the misty air. The tide was running against the river, and the vessel, like a mass of wreck, seemed to be drifting up to the City.

The passengers had left their cabins for the bridge, whence they were trying to discover London in the vast tangle of copper-red haze towards which they were borne; but as yet there was nothing to announce their approach, except the scattered water-side buildings, dismal and forbidding of aspect, and the ever-increasing crowd of vessels that overtook the Black Prince or came past her outward bound.

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