Harley Street

I visited my Harley Street clinic only last week: It was full of foreigners in London for various operations.

Send me a line to say that you won't see her any more, and I'll come back to Harley Street at once.

Some one dragged me again to Harley Street, and this time the great specialist advised sea air and cheerful society.

He had determined that morning that he would come to some fixed purpose on this matter before he reached Harley Street.

In my top hat and solemn frock-coat I paced slowly down Harley Street.

"Do you think that any really sane man would live in the centre of Harley Street," I asked calmly.