I cannot decide which way to turn to reach Fifth Avenue again.
Quite suddenly Sidney knew who the girl at 213 —— Avenue was.
Three months before, the Avenue would have meant nothing to Sidney.
On her first night on duty, a girl had been brought in from the Avenue.
Ask your future husband if he knows a girl at 213 —— Avenue.
"Daughters of joy," they called girls like the one on the Avenue.
Yes, ma'am, I just passed the carriage in the avenue: she is going home, is not she?
As he drove up the avenue he looked about him like a traveller in a strange city.
He left the theatre and strolled across to the Fifth Avenue.
But no—confound it—there was some one coming down the avenue!