He struggled to the cab-rank.
"Which one is it?" she asked.
"Any one. Never mind which. Jump in." And to the first driver whose eye met his, he said: "Lime Street Station."
The gangways were being drawn away. A hoarse boom filled the air, and then a cheer.
"But I shall miss the boat," the dazed girl protested.
"Jump in."
He pushed her in.
"But I shall miss the..."
"I know you will," he replied, as if angrily. "Do you suppose I was going to let you go by that steamer? Not much."
"But mother and father..."