'Out you gets.' They got out rather unwillingly.
'I wants my tea,' he said; and they saw that on the box of the cab was a mound of cabbage, with pork chops and apple sauce, a duck, and a spotted currant pudding.

Also a large can.
'You pay me my fare,' he said threateningly, and looked down at the mound, muttering again about his tea.
'We'll take another cab,' said Cyril with dignity.

'Give me change for a sovereign, if you please.' But the cabman, as it turned out, was not at all a nice character.

He took the sovereign, whipped up his horse, and disappeared in the stream of cabs and omnibuses and wagons, without giving them any change at all.
Already a little crowd was collecting round the party.
'Come on,' said Robert, leading the wrong way.
The crowd round them thickened.

They were in a narrow street where many gentlemen in black coats and without hats were standing about on the pavement talking very loudly.
'How ugly their clothes are,' said the Queen of Babylon.