This image is based on page for Chapter XXI. The image is a night time London street scene with a shadowy figure in the lower left corner of the page.The poem reads, "Cross rusted angel well-worn he clutches Mrs. Dove - laden with London at six, or two, he dressed to face the blank wild time of London lit up - Everything had an air of blight--even the light" -- Source of annotation: Marvin or Ruth Sackner.