It seems wonderful, does it not ?" "It's too big to think of, Master Rupert," Hugh said, and they continued their journey southward.
They entered the city at Aldersgate, but they had ridden some distance through houses before they arrived at the boundary, for the city was already spreading beyond its ancient limits.

Once inside the walls, the lads were astonished at the bustle and noise.
Hugh inquired the way to Bishopsgate Street of a respectable citizen, who directed them to follow the road until they came to a broad turning to their left.

This would be Chepeside, and they were to follow this until they came to the Exchange, a large building straight in front of them.

Passing this, they would find themselves in Bishopsgate Street.
If Aldersgate Street had surprised them, much more were they astonished at the din and turmoil of Chepeside, and Hugh, having twice narrowly escaped riding over a citizen, and being soundly rated for a country gawk, Rupert turned to him.
"Look at your horse's head, Hugh, and pay no attention to aught else.

When we have reached our destination, we shall have plenty of time to look at all these wonders." The advice was good, and without mischance they reached the Bell in Bishopsgate Street, and rode into the yard.