er it is impossible to direct you;
you must find your way. Hunt Street, going out of Silver Street, No. 22.
'Tis what you call a blind street, with no thoroughfare, and then you go
down an alley. Can you recollect that?"

"Fear not."

"No. 22 Hunt Street, going out of Silver Street. Remember the alley.
It's an ugly neighbourhood; but you go of your own accord."

"Yes, yes. Good night."

Book 5 Chapter 6

Urged by Sybil's entreaties the cab-driver hurried on. With all the
skilled experience of a thorough cockney charioteer he tried to conquer
time and space by his rare knowledge of short cuts and fine acquaintance
with unknown thoroughfares. He seemed to avoid every street which
was the customary passage of mankind. The houses, the population, the
costume, the manners, the language through which they whirled their way,
were of a different state and nation to those with which the dwellers
in the dainty quarters of this city are acquainted. Now dark streets of
frippery and old stores, new market-places of entrails and carrion with
gutters running gore, sometimes the way was enveloped in the yeasty
fumes of a colossal brewery, and sometimes they plunged into a
labyrinth of lanes teeming with life, and where the dog-stealer and the
pick-pocket, the burglar and the assassin, found a sympathetic multitude
of all ages; comrades for every enterprise; and a market for every
booty.

The long summer twilight was just expiring, the pale shadows of the moon
were just stealing on; the gas was beginning to glare in the shops of
tripe and bacon, and the paper lanthorns to adorn the stall and the
stand. They crossed a broad street which seemed the metropolis of the
district; it flamed with gin-palaces; a multitude were sauntering in the
mild though tainted air; bargaining, blaspheming, drinking, wrangling:
and varying their business and their potations, their fierce strife and
their impious irreverence, with flashes of rich humour, gleams of native
wit, and racy phrases of idiomatic slang.

Absorbed in her great mission Sybil was almost insensible to the scenes
through which she passed, and her innocence was thus spared many a sight
and sound that might have startled her vision or alarmed her ear. They
could not now he very distant from the spot; they were crossing this
broad way, and then were about to enter another series of small obscure
dingy streets, when the cab-driver giving a flank to his steed to
stimulate it