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“
There
,
Dolly
,
that
’
s
a
gentleman
;
that
’
s
a
real
gentleman
,
Dolly
;
he
has
got
time
and
thought
for
the
comfort
of
a
poor
cabman
and
a
little
girl
.
”
Jerry
finished
his
soup
,
set
the
child
across
,
and
then
took
his
orders
to
drive
to
Clapham
Rise
.
Several
times
after
that
the
same
gentleman
took
our
cab
.
I
think
he
was
very
fond
of
dogs
and
horses
,
for
whenever
we
took
him
to
his
own
door
two
or
three
dogs
would
come
bounding
out
to
meet
him
.
Sometimes
he
came
round
and
patted
me
,
saying
in
his
quiet
,
pleasant
way
,
“
This
horse
has
got
a
good
master
,
and
he
deserves
it
.
”
It
was
a
very
rare
thing
for
any
one
to
notice
the
horse
that
had
been
working
for
him
.
I
have
known
ladies
to
do
it
now
and
then
,
and
this
gentleman
,
and
one
or
two
others
have
given
me
a
pat
and
a
kind
word
;
but
ninety
-
nine
persons
out
of
a
hundred
would
as
soon
think
of
patting
the
steam
engine
that
drew
the
train
.
The
gentleman
was
not
young
,
and
there
was
a
forward
stoop
in
his
shoulders
as
if
he
was
always
going
at
something
.
His
lips
were
thin
and
close
shut
,
though
they
had
a
very
pleasant
smile
;
his
eye
was
keen
,
and
there
was
something
in
his
jaw
and
the
motion
of
his
head
that
made
one
think
he
was
very
determined
in
anything
he
set
about
.
His
voice
was
pleasant
and
kind
;
any
horse
would
trust
that
voice
,
though
it
was
just
as
decided
as
everything
else
about
him
.
One
day
he
and
another
gentleman
took
our
cab
;
they
stopped
at
a
shop
in
R
—
—
Street
,
and
while
his
friend
went
in
he
stood
at
the
door
.
A
little
ahead
of
us
on
the
other
side
of
the
street
a
cart
with
two
very
fine
horses
was
standing
before
some
wine
vaults
;
the
carter
was
not
with
them
,
and
I
cannot
tell
how
long
they
had
been
standing
,
but
they
seemed
to
think
they
had
waited
long
enough
,
and
began
to
move
off
.
Before
they
had
gone
many
paces
the
carter
came
running
out
and
caught
them
.
He
seemed
furious
at
their
having
moved
,
and
with
whip
and
rein
punished
them
brutally
,
even
beating
them
about
the
head
.
Our
gentleman
saw
it
all
,
and
stepping
quickly
across
the
street
,
said
in
a
decided
voice
:
“
If
you
don
’
t
stop
that
directly
,
I
’
ll
have
you
arrested
for
leaving
your
horses
,
and
for
brutal
conduct
.
”
The
man
,
who
had
clearly
been
drinking
,
poured
forth
some
abusive
language
,
but
he
left
off
knocking
the
horses
about
,
and
taking
the
reins
,
got
into
his
cart
;
meantime
our
friend
had
quietly
taken
a
note
-
book
from
his
pocket
,
and
looking
at
the
name
and
address
painted
on
the
cart
,
he
wrote
something
down
.
“
What
do
you
want
with
that
?
”
growled
the
carter
,
as
he
cracked
his
whip
and
was
moving
on
.
A
nod
and
a
grim
smile
was
the
only
answer
he
got
.
On
returning
to
the
cab
our
friend
was
joined
by
his
companion
,
who
said
laughingly
,
“
I
should
have
thought
,
Wright
,
you
had
enough
business
of
your
own
to
look
after
,
without
troubling
yourself
about
other
people
’
s
horses
and
servants
.
”
Our
friend
stood
still
for
a
moment
,
and
throwing
his
head
a
little
back
,
“
Do
you
know
why
this
world
is
as
bad
as
it
is
?
”
