Now you'd better hop out and dance." His fare began to explain the situation through the little trap in the roof, demonstrating to the Jehu that his object was to observe the ball from without, not to dance at it within, and that it was necessary for him to drive on a little further.

That worthy grew indignant.
"Blowed if I don't believe you're a bilk," he shouted through the hole.
"Here, you pay me my fare and hook it, young codger." Godfrey descended and commenced a search for money, only to remember that he had left his purse in his bag at the hotel.

This also he explained with many apologies to the infuriated cabby, two gorgeous flunkeys who by now had arrived to escort him into the house, and a group of idlers who had collected round the door.
"I told yer he was a bilk.

You look after your spoons, Thomas; I expect that's wot he's come for.

Now you find that bob, Sonny, or I fetches the perlice." Then an inspiration flashed on Godfrey's bewildered mind.