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He could not bear any careless loitering, and waste of time; and nothing was so near making him angry, as to find people who were always late, wanting a cab-horse to be driven hard, to make up for their idleness.

One day, two wild-looking young men came out of a tavern close by the stand, and called Jerry. "Here cabby! look sharp, we are rather late; put on the steam, will you, and take us to the Victoria in time for the one o'clock train? you shall have a shilling extra."

"I will take you at the regular pace, gentlemen: shillings don't pay for putting on the steam like that."

Larry's cab was standing next to ours; he flung open the door, and said, "I'm your man, gentlemen! take my cab, my horse will get you there all right;" and as he shut them in, with a wink towards Jerry, said, "It's against his conscience to go beyond a jog-trot." Then slashing his jaded horse, he set off as hard as he could. Jerry patted me on the neck—"No, Jack, a shilling would not pay for that sort of thing, would it, old boy?"