"Anybody'd think we was a lot of blinkin' animals."
I came back suddenly to the carriage and the crush.
"So you've altered your ideas about hustling?" I said.
"Altered them? Why?"
"Well," I said, "I can remember a day when Mrs. Brown's old man——"
"Why, Sir, you mean to say——"
"I do," I said.
And after a time:—
"Well, good-bye, Sergeant. Awfully glad to have seen you again, and to know you don't like being hustled any more than we did."