"Queer!" he mused. "The Lord sent His angel wi' this bob, an' I've never wanted it till now, an' now I does want it, I've got it. I'm floored again. Nelly said the Lord 'ud provide, and He do." And he took out the bright shilling and looked at it fondly.
Just then he heard a countryman inquiring the way to Lime Street Station, of a man who stood near him.
"Here's a chance," he thought; and, stepping forward, he said, "I'll show you the way, sir, if yer likes."
"Dost thee know th' way thysel', lad?" inquired the man.
"I should think I do," said Benny, drawing himself up to his full height.
"Lead the way, then," said the farmer; and Benny trotted on before him, feeling sure that he was safe now for a good supper without spending his shilling.
"Thankee," said the farmer, on their arrival at the station; "thee'rt a sharp lad, an' no mistake."
And he smiled benevolently, and hurried away to the booking-office, leaving our hero staring after him in utter bewilderment.
Benny felt that he would have liked to have had his revenge on that man then and there.
"Golly," he said, "don't I feel savage, just!"