Iris allowed the outraged stranger no opportunity of expressing his sentiments.

Breathless as she was, she spoke first.
"Pray forgive me--you are alone in the cab--there is room for a gentleman, dangerously wounded--he will bleed to death if we don't find help for him--the place is close by--oh, don't refuse me!" She looked back, holding fast by the cab door, and saw Fanny and the men slowly approaching.

"Bring him here!" she cried.
"Do nothing of the sort!" shouted the gentleman in possession of the cab.
But Fanny obeyed her mistress; and the men obeyed Fanny.

Iris turned indignantly to the merciless stranger.

"I ask you to do an act of Christian kindness," she said.