Chapter 34
THYME'S ADVENTURE This same afternoon Thyme, wheeling a bicycle and carrying a light valise, was slipping into a back street out of the Old Square. Putting her burden down at the pavement's edge, she blew a whistle. A hansom-cab appeared, and a man in ragged clothes, who seemed to spring out of the pavement, took hold of her valise. His lean, unshaven face was full of wolfish misery. "Get off with you!" the cabman said. "Let him do it!" murmured Thyme. The cab-runner hoisted up the trunk, then waited motionless beside the cab. Thyme handed him two coppers. He looked at them in silence, and went away. 'Poor man,' she thought; 'that's one of the things we've got to do away with!' The cab now proceeded in the direction of the Park, Thyme following on her bicycle, and trying to stare ab
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