How quick that cab went!  Nothing ever goes so quick as a Hansom cab when a man starts for a dinner-party a little too early;—­nothing so slow when he starts too late.  Of all cabs this, surely, was the quickest.  Paul was lodging in Suffolk Street, close to Pall Mall—­ whence the way to Islington, across Oxford Street, across Tottenham Court Road, across numerous squares north-east of the Museum, seems to be long.  The end of Goswell Road is the outside of the world in that direction, and Islington is beyond the end of Goswell Road.  And yet that Hansom cab was there before Paul Montague had been able to arrange the words with which he would begin the interview.  He had given the Street and the number of the street.  It was not till after...