Now you help me into a cab and by dinner time to-morrow I'll be ready for you at my house at Hampstead, if I have to work all night to do it.

Terms--drat the terms.

Well, if you must have them, Master Godfrey, ten shillings a week will be more than you will cost me, and I ought to give you five back for your company.
Now I'll make a start, for there will be a lot to do before the place is fit for a young gentleman.

I've never seen it but twice, you know." So she departed, packed into a four-wheeled cab, with the jackdaw on her lap, and Godfrey went to Madame Tussaud's, where he studied the guillotine and the Chamber of Horrors.
On the following morning, having further improved his mind at the Tower, he took a cab also, and in due course arrived at Hampstead with his belongings.

The place took some finding, for it was on the top of a hill in an old-fashioned, out of the way part of the suburb, but when found proved to be delightful.