"I dunno," he said. "I'd better take your name and address."
The old gentleman looked apprehensively round. Then he took a card from his pocket and gave it to the policeman.
"'YOU GO HOME,' HE SAID."
"Please don't read it out," he said.
The policeman looked at the card, put it into his pocket-book, and made a note in pencil. Then he swung himself off the omnibus and looked hard at the old gentleman as he descended slowly.
"You go home," he said. "You want to be took care of, you do."
The conductor stood upon the kerb with his hand on the rail, looking after the old gentleman as he trudged off towards Royal Oak Station.
"'Urry up there," said the constable. "Wastin' my time," he added, as he turned his back.