It was in Holborn going eastwards and here the din and clatter were heightened by the shouts of drunken roisterers.

The overhanging houses cast deep shadows and the coach was travelling in the gloom.

It was past midnight and the lamps hung at every tenth house were extinguished.

This was the rule.
Then Lavinia became conscious that the carriage was going down hill.

It had passed Fetter Lane into which it should have turned and was proceeding towards Holborn Bridge.