But he was too well aware of his dignity to get inside his cab as some do.

A cabman ought to be above minding the weather--at least so Diamond thought.

At length he was called to a neighbouring house, where a young woman with a heavy box had to be taken to Wapping for a coast-steamer.
He did not find it at all pleasant, so far east and so near the river; for the roughs were in great force.

However, there being no block, not even in Nightingale Lane, he reached the entrance of the wharf, and set down his passenger without annoyance.

But as he turned to go back, some idlers, not content with chaffing him, showed a mind to the fare the young woman had given him.