They were just pulling him off the box, and Diamond was shouting for the police, when a pale-faced man, in very shabby clothes, but with the look of a gentleman somewhere about him, came up, and making good use of his stick, drove them off.
"Now, my little man," he said, "get on while you can.

Don't lose any time.

This is not a place for you." But Diamond was not in the habit of thinking only of himself.

He saw that his new friend looked weary, if not ill, and very poor.
"Won't you jump in, sir ?" he said.

"I will take you wherever you like." "Thank you, my man; but I have no money; so I can't." "Oh! I don't want any money.