"How d'ye do? how d'ye do?" cried Jeremiah, poking his head in through the open window. "Stop a minute, cabby; friends of mine. Must first shake hands with father and mother. Ah, Mr. Lethbridge, how are you? Glorious fun, wasn't it? Saw you all in a private box; couldn't get at you. Beggar wouldn't let me pass. I say, Mrs. Lethbridge, why don't you invite me to come and see you? It would only be doing the polite. Phoebe's father and me--why, we're almost partners!" "We shall be very pleased," said Mrs. Lethbridge faintly. "Of course you will. Thank you; I'll come. No occasion to give me the address; I know where you live. I say, Mr. Lethbridge, rather a crusher, isn't this, to our friends Kiss and Linton? Hope our little affair will be all right? You're in a hurry to be off, I see. Well, good-night! Look out for me soon. You might send me an invite, so that I may be sure of finding you at home. Phoebe will tell you where her father's office in London is; I'm always there. Did you pay for your private box?" "Mr. Linton was good enough to send it to us," said Mr. Lethbridge. "Was he? Might have been good enough to send _me_ an order, considering all things; but _I_ had to pay: left me out in the cold, the beggar did. Never mind; I'll remember him for it. Well, good-night; so glad to see you! Don't forget the invitation." He returned to the cab in which the young people were. Fred and Fanny were for driving away before he came back, but Phoebe begged them not to do so, saying that Mr. Pamflett was her father's manager, and that it would make them both angry to slight him. "Here I am again," said Jeremiah vivaciously; his remarks to Mr. and Mrs. Lethbridge had almost put him in good humour, "like a bad penny. You look as if you'd just taken one, Mr. Cornwall; and you too, Miss Lethbridge. How do you do, Miss Phoebe?" He thrust his hand into the cab, and Phoebe was compelled to give him hers, which he pressed and retained, in huge enjoyment of Fred's wrathful glances. "How blooming you look! I saw your father to-day at Parksides; he told me you were on a visit to Camden Town. I have some business with him to-morrow. Shall I give him your love? But I dare say you will be at Parksides before I am. You've no idea how I miss you when you're not there! A jolly night, hasn't it been? You seem rather fidgety, Miss Lethbridge." "We want to get home," said Fanny. "It costs money to keep the cab waiting."