taken at st. pancras
An early start and a cold morning at St. Pancras - Katie's set sail to the unchart'd barren wilderness the which lies somewhere north of the gap at Wat-forde. Without sufficient coin, provision and a treatise on the local vernacular, I fear she may not return without mishap. Godspeed you, gentle Mackay.
Her travelling outfit consists of a counterfeit animal-hyde coat purchased in the Colonies, a dress displaying the icon of the Lighthouse procured from the madams of Shrinking Violet, a hat from Messrs. TK Maxx after the fashion of the highwayman and a Kabiri necklace of doubtless Infidel provenance.