"Take me to the Opera House," he said, opening the door and springing lightly in.
"All right, sir," and away they went.
Teddy Darrell, the new fare, pulled up the collar of his long, fur-lined overcoat about his ears, and was about to settle himself comfortably when he received a violent shock.
He discovered that he was not alone in the cab. A slight girlish form, shrouded in a heavy cloak, was huddled up on the opposite seat, and low moans were issuing from its lips.
[CHAPTER XXVI.]
"I WOULD LAY DOWN MY LIFE TO SERVE YOU!" SAID TEDDY.
How was any one to know
That those eyes had looked just so
On a hundred other women with a glance as light and strange?
There are men who change their passions
Even oftener than their fashions
And the best of loving always, to their minds, is still to change.
John T. Trowbridge.
Teddy Darrell had had some adventures in his day, and was not given to nerves, so he did not let the shock of his discovery overcome him.
The thought flashed over him that some drunken woman had crept into the cab, unknown to the driver, and fallen into a troubled slumber.