“What do you take me for? A cad?”
But there was fear, not anger, in his heart.
“Well, then, let's drive into the East End. For goodness' sake, let's do something not quite proper!”
They took a hansom and drove East. It was the first time either had ever been in that unknown land.
“Close your cloak, dear; it looks odd down here.”
Mrs. Bellew laughed.
“You'll be just like your father when you're sixty, George.”
And she opened her cloak the wider. Round a barrel-organ at the corner of a street were girls in bright colours dancing.
She called to the cabman to stop.
“Let's watch those children!”