CHAPTER XXII.
TWO WOMEN.
Bob grinned with satisfaction when Max, expressing his gratification, dropped into his hand a half-sovereign.
"Thought you'd be pleased, sir," said he, as he helped to get Dudley into the carriage. "I said it was for a toff, a reg'lar tip-topper; and so it was, s' help me!"
Dudley, who was very lame, and who had to be more than half carried, looked out of the window.
Max was still outside, trying to get hold of Carrie, who was on the other side of the carriage.
"You're coming, Max?"
"Yes, oh, yes, rather."
"And—you?"