Fenchurch Street railway station

I do indeed.

And so he did not stop the cab a second time and allowed himself to be taken without further protest to Fenchurch Street Station, on the platform of which they found the Mrs. Parkinson waiting for them.

Miss Bella Parkinson, the elder of the two, who was employed in a large toy and fancy goods establishment in the neighborhood of Westbourne Grove, was tall and slim with pale eyes and auburn hair.

She had some claims to good looks, in spite of a slightly pasty complexion and a large and decidedly unamiable mouth.