"Warehouses and shops. The shops are mostly on one side and the warehouses on the other."
"Do you know a place called Cannon Street?"
"I should think I do! It leads down from St. Paul's to King William Street. Why do you ask?"
"Well," said Watton slowly, as if she mere deliberating something in her mind, "I am not sure but I am going to live there."
"To live in St. Paul's Churchyard?" repeated Neal.
"I have had a place offered me there, and it seems to me to be a very eligible one," said Watton. "It's to go as housekeeper in a house of business; some large wholesale place, by what I can understand. I should have two or three servants under me, and twenty-five pounds a-year. It seems good, doesn't it?"
"Capital," assented Neal. "Is it in St. Paul's Churchyard?"
"It's either in St. Paul's Churchyard or Cannon Street. She isn't quite sure which, she says. Anyway, it's close to St. Paul's."
"Who's 'she'?" questioned Neal.
"My sister. Her husband is in this establishment, a traveller, or something of that. He has got on well: he was only day assistant in a shop when she married him, fifteen years ago, and now he gets two or three hundred a year. When Miss Bettina told me I should have to leave, I wrote to my sister and asked her to look out for me, and she has sent me word of this."