There's no address on his letter.
Where does he live ?" "I shan't tell you." "Because you're ashamed.

I shouldn't wonder if he wasn't a trull's bully from Lewknor's Lane or Whetstone Park.

The rascals pass themselves off as sparks of fashion at ridottos, masquerades and what not and live by robbery and blood money.

I warrant I'll soon run your fine gentleman to earth.

He talks about telling his father.