27/29 He is a very honest fellow, and lives at the other side of Poultry. We'll go over to him together and have his opinion about the whole matter." "How far is it to his place ?" "Oh, a mile at least. We can have a cab." "A mile? Come, my boy, and clap on all sail, and see who can stay the longest." Then the sober denizens of the heart of business London saw a singular sight as they returned from their luncheons. Down the roadway, dodging among cabs and carts, ran a weather-stained elderly man, with wide flapping black hat, and homely suit of tweeds. |