"From all accounts, ma'am, that's more than can be said of you."
Under other circumstances the fellow might perhaps have regretted his temerity. Mrs. Lamb was not a lady to quietly endure impertinence from any one. As matters stood she was at his mercy, a fact of which he was evidently aware. She had to choke back her resentment as best she could.
"How much do you mean to charge?"
"There's twelve shillings for driving you; there's three for waiting; there's five for myself--that's a sovereign."
"A sovereign!--monstrous!"
"Very well; there's no call for you to pay it. I tell you again, I'll say good-night."
Mr. Luker interposed.
"How far is it?"
"Better than five miles."
"And how long will it take, in this delectable vehicle of yours, to get us there?"