"'Ow you mean ... queer things?"
"Well, strange things!..."
The driver turned away and whipped up the horses.
"I've never seen anythink strynge in my life," he said. "Kimmup there! Kimmup!..."
"But I thought that 'bus-drivers always saw romantic things!"
"I dunno wot you're talkin' abaht. Look 'ere, young feller, are you a reporter, or wot are you?"
"A reporter!"
"Yus. One of these 'ere noospyper chaps?"
"No."
"Well, anybody'd think you was, you ast so many questions!"