Be that near where you want to go, miss ?" "Ludgate Hill?
Oh, yes." Hounslow in Stephen's opinion was getting to be quite a big place.
"When I was a boy it hadn't more'n a hundred houses--it's double or treble that now, but they're pretty well all inns an' ale houses an' mighty queer ones, some of em are.

Hand in glove with highway robbers an' footpads.

Not much good a-tryin' to catch a highwayman if he once gets to Hounslow.

He's only got to run in one of the houses where's he known an' you might as well try to foller a fox as has darted into a drain.

Some o' them ale houses an' boozin' kens has got passages a-runnin' one into the other." "That's very terrible Mr.Stephen.You quite alarm me," cried Lavinia.
But she was not so alarmed as she would have been had she been brought up a fine lady.