And the cab was off.
CHAPTER XI
[AN ENCOUNTER IN THE TRAIN]
Mr. Ely's last journey from Shanklin up to town had not been exactly of a cheerful kind. Mr. Rosenbaum's appearance on the scene had put a damper on to that. The tale of the six daughters had banished peace from the successful wooer's mind. The journey from town to Shanklin was not exactly pleasant either. Under the best of circumstances Mr. Ely was not the most cheerful of companions. Under existing circumstances he was the most cheerless man alive.
He showed his mettle at the start.
"First-class smoking," Mr. Ash suggested to the guard.
Mr. Ely pulled up short.
"Not for me."
"What do you mean?"
"No smoking carriage for me. I've got enough on my hands already, without having to disinfect myself immediately I arrive."