midnight
`` But it must be very pleasant to travel so much , '' she declared . `` I would love to be able to do so . I 'm passionately fond of constant change . '' Together we went on to Boulogne , crossed to Folkestone , and that same night at midnight entered London . On our journey she gave me an address in the Vauxhall Bridge Road , where , she said , a letter would find her . She refused to tell me her destination or to allow me to see her into a hansom . This latter fact caused me considerable reflection .