The groom could find out the address, even if he did not happen to know it already.
Besides, there was the little row of houses visible at the further end of the road.

Isabel pointed to the villas, as a necessary concession to good manners, before the groom could anticipate her.

"My aunt lives there, sir; at the house called The Lawn." "Ah! to be sure!" said Hardyman.

"I oughtn't to have wanted reminding; but I have so many things to think of at the farm.

And I am afraid I must be getting old--my memory isn't as good as it was.