The shadows deepened into night, and Mr.Crows lighted a solitary lamp in the front of his vehicle.
"Aren't you going to light up inside ?" asked Barrant, when the lamp was flickering faintly.
"No," replied Mr.Crows shortly.

"It don't pay.

Let 'em set in the dark." "Not enough passengers, eh ?" "Moren enough fat old wommen on the out journey," declared Mr.Crows passionately.

"That's because it's all up-hill.

But they walk in downhill to save a shellen.