He's got his ticket; haven't you, Tommy?
Say `Thank you' to the kind young gentleman.

Bye, bye; be a good boy." "Right forward," sings out the guard.
"Love to daddy," says the female.
"Stand away from the train," shouts the porter.
And then we were off.

And here was I, left alone in a carriage with a kid called Tommy, that I was to give over to a chap called daddy at Waterloo! How would _you_ have liked it yourself, Jossy?
I was awfully disgusted.
And, of course, till the train was off, I never thought of saying, "I can't," and then it was too late.

I can tell you it's a bit rough on a fellow to be served that way.

If ever you're going by train and see a female and a kid coming along, hop out of the carriage till you see which carriage they get into; and then go and get into another.
I made up my mind I'd leave the little cad to himself, so I started to read.