After a moment the driver said he could not make change.
"Bother the change! Ride it out.

Put it in your pocket." Then to Col.

Jim, with a sounding slap on his thigh: "Ain't it style, though?
Hanged if I don't hire this thing every day for a week." The omnibus stopped, and a young lady got in.

Col.

Jack stared a moment, then nudged Col.