"If you're such a fool as not to understand," he seemed to say, "well, then, I don't want you." Jeremy gazed, and the reproach in those eyes was more than he could endure.

And at any moment someone else might settle himself on that beautiful back! There, that stupid fat giggling girl! No--she had moved elsewhere...

He could endure it no longer and, with a thumping heart, clutching a scalding penny in a red-hot hand, he mounted the steps.

"One ride--little gen'elman.

'Ere you are! 'Old on now! Oh, you wants that one, do yer?
Eight yer are--yer pays yer money and yer takes yer choice." He lifted Jeremy up.