Ann of Oxford Street, lost forever
As a starving runaway of seventeen in London, De Quincey collapsed on Soho Square and was revived by Ann, a teenage prostitute who spent her own scarce money on spiced port for him. Before he left for Eton to raise a loan, they agreed to meet each evening at the foot of Great Titchfield Street, but he never found her again, having never learned her surname. Her face returned for decades in his opium dreams, which shows that a debt of kindness left unpaid can become a permanent fixture of memory.
