They're not the kind.

Have either of you chaps got a halfpenny?
I want to get a paper before the omnibus comes." "Oh, curse the paper!" cried Rupert, in a fury.

"Do you mean to tell me, Basil Grant, that you are going to leave a fellow creature in pitch darkness in a private dungeon, because you've had ten minutes' talk with the keepers of it and thought them rather good men ?" "Good men do commit crimes sometimes," said Basil, taking the ticket out of his mouth.

"But this kind of good man doesn't commit that kind of crime.

Well, shall we get on this omnibus ?" The great green vehicle was indeed plunging and lumbering along the dim wide street towards us.