No, it's—we're on Galatea Street. [ A main thoroughfare leading from the docks, through the market, to the base of the stairs up to Hightown. And, ] It is hard to miss right now. Most of the row was crushed by Hightown.

[ Thus his specific concern about the city falling on his head. ]

It's not a secret. People are in and out all the time.

And if we had an eluvian to spare, it would go in our cellar and we wouldn't tell the Viscount anything.