The Refreshment Rooms were an extraordinarily noisy venue for an undercover tryst. Frobisher had imagined them having a quiet tête-à-tête, but they were conspired against by the clatter of cutlery and crockery, the hiss and squeal of the overworked tea urn and the arrival and departure of trains from the platform alongside, not to mention the occasional ear-splitting screech of an engine letting off steam.
