“She came out near the {{w|Belfast Harbour|docks}} and turned hastily back towards the {{w|Belfast City Centre|centre of the city}}. The docks were no place for a woman to be wandering about, in among all those rough pubs and the Salvation Army. At {{w|Royal Avenue, Belfast|Castle Junction}}, the clock said half-past four. Go home. She walked back toward Camden Street. It began to drizzle but she was thinking about money, so she paid it no heed.”