It had occurred to me that after all I should be happier there, and that I had better turn back and not see London any more.
However, I changed my mind once again, and decided to come on to London, and accept the risks of being miserable there without my hotel.

Then I asked Jules whither he was bound, and he told me that he was off to Constantinople, being interested in a new French hotel there.

I wished him good luck, and we parted.' 'Constantinople, eh!' said Racksole.

'A highly suitable place for him, I should say.' 'But,' Babylon resumed, 'I caught sight of him again.' 'Where ?' 'At Charing Cross, a few minutes before I had the pleasure of meeting you.
Mr Jules had not gone to Constantinople after all.

He did not see me, or I should have suggested to him that in going from Paris to Constantinople it is not usual to travel via London.' 'The cheek of the fellow!' exclaimed Theodore Racksole.