"Give me that ticket!" she ordered in a deep bass voice whose earnestness was almost awful.
The boy had recovered from his first shock.
"It were only——"
"Give me that ticket!"
Reluctantly the lad obeyed.
"Spit out that cigarette!"
Again he obeyed. The girl put her broad flat heel on the chewed remnant and churned it into the mud.
"Any others?"
"No, Miss."
"You have!—I'll search you."