“How much do you think the salary will be?” asked Marjorie.
“Oh, I don’t know. I suppose they’ll be glad to pay me anything I like to ask,” replied the Dodo, “and I shall be sure to ask enough, you may be certain of that.”
“But how are we to get to Norfolk Street, Strand?” persisted Marjorie. “We don’t know where it is.”
“Father said, that if we were ever lost, we were to jump into a cab, and ask to be driven to wherever we wanted to go,” suggested Dick, practically.
"Kept the cabby highly amused."
“Of course,” said the Dodo, “just what I intended doing.” And then he rattled on about what he should do, and buy, when he got the situation, till at last the train stopped, and the Porter shouted out, “Victoria!”
They all hurried out, and, disregarding the curious glances which their unusual appearance excited, made their way to the nearest hansom, and asked to be driven to Norfolk Street.
There was some little difficulty at first, as to how they should all find room in the cab, but it was finally decided that the Dodo should sit on the top, while the three children managed to find room inside.