He lives your way." "There's no need at all," said Josephine.
The four who were going north went down to the low tube level.

It was nearly the last train.

The station was half deserted, half rowdy, several fellows were drunk, shouting and crowing.

Down there in the bowels of London, after midnight, everything seemed horrible and unnatural.
"How I hate this London," said Tanny.

She was half Norwegian, and had spent a large part of her life in Norway, before she married Lilly.
"Yes, so do I," said Josephine.