"But why not stop where the public expect you to?" I asked.
"Why?" he inquired.
"Well, it would be more reasonable, more helpful," I suggested.
"Who wants to help or be reasonable?" he replied. "Here, look at me. I'm driving this bus for hours and hours every day. I'm cold and wet. I'm putting on the brakes from morning to night, saving people's silly lives, until I'm sick of the sight of them. If you was to drive a motor bus in London you'd want a little amusement now and then, too."
"So it's just for entertainment that you dodge about over the stopping-places and keep changing them?" I asked.
"Yes," he replied.
Another Impending Apology.
"I was sorry to hear that Lady Diana had met with a nasty motor accident; but had escaped with only slight injuries."—Mrs. Gossip in "The Daily Sketch."