What's your charge for 'en on the flat ?' 'Eight bearers at a ha'penny makes fourpence,' he says.

'No, no, my son,' I says, 'there ain't a-going to be no bearers.

_He's_ happy enough if he stops here all night.

You may charge 'en as a covered conveyance, as I see you've a right to; but the card says nothing about rate of drivin', except that it mustn't be reckless; and, you may lay to it, Bill won't be that.' At first the constable talked big about obstructing the traffic: but Nan was telling the crowd such terrible things about his past that for very shame he grew quiet, and the pair agreed that, by lashin' Bill a-top of the first coach, we might pass him through _gratis_ as personal luggage--Why, what's the boy cryin' for?
It's all over now; and a principle's a principle." But still, as the squadron got under way again and moved on amid the cheers of the populace, I sat speechless, dry-eyed, shaken with dreadful sobs.
"Easy, my lad--don't start the timbers.

In trouble--hey ?" I nodded.
"I thought as much, when I shipped ye.