One asks for So-and-so--he's out; for Williams--he's expecting an increase of family, and has gone into the country with madame.

And Waring?
Oh, he's gone no one knows where, and Johnson who used to live at Number 44 only comes up to town on Tuesdays now.

I exhausted the possibilities of that part of Bloomsbury, the possibilities of variety in the types of housekeepers.

The rest of London divided itself into bands--into zones.

Between here and Kensington the people that I knew could not be called on after dinner, those who lived at Chiswick and beyond were hyperborean--one was bound by the exigencies of time.