Which way did he go when he left here ?" "He took Jim Boulter's cab," said another man, who had until a few moments before been leaning against the wall.

"The Short 'Un was alookin' after it for 'im, and I heard him call Jimmy myself.

He tossed the Short 'Un a bob, he did, when he got in.

Such luck don't seem ever to come my way." "Where is the Short 'Un, as you call him ?" I inquired, thinking that it might be to my advantage to interview that gentleman.
"A-drinkin' of his bob in there," the man answered.

"Where d'ye think ye'd be a-seein' 'im?
Bearin' 'isself proud like a real torf, and at closen' time they'll be chuckin' 'im out into the gutter, and then 'is wife 'll come down, and they 'll fight, an' most like both of 'em 'll get jugged before they knows where they is, and come before the beak in the mornin'." "Look here," I said, "if one of you will go in and induce the gentleman of whom you speak to come out here and talk to me, I would not mind treating the four of you to half-a-crown." The words had scarcely left my lips before a deputation had entered the house in search of the gentleman in question.