The CONTRAD. P. That's jest where you're _wrong_! I ain't no Conservative, nor yet I don't want none o' Gladstone neither. I'm a Radikil, _I_ am. John Burns and Ben Tillett--that's _my_ lot! The CHATTY P. (_reluctantly relinquishing politics_). Ah, well, every man's got a right to form his own opinions, ain't he? The CONTRAD. P. No, he _ain't_--not if he goes and forms _wrong_ 'uns! (_A pause._) 'Ave yer got the time about yer? The CHATTY P. (_accepting this as a sign of softening_). I'm sorry to say I come out without my watch this morning, or else----But there's plenty o' clocks about as'll tell yer. The CONTRAD. P. (_with intense disdain_). Clocks! You don't ketch _me_ trusting no clocks--with no two of 'em alike! The CHATTY P. (_as they pass a well-known watchmaker's_). Well, 'ow about that clock with the figgers? Won't _that_ do yer? They set it to Grinnidge time every hour, so it's bound to be right! The CONTRAD. P. (_as descends_). There yer _are_! Think I'd put my faith in a clock as 'as to be set right every hour? 'Tain't _likely_! Good-day to yer! The CHATTY P. So long! (_To himself._) A pleasant feller enough, I dessay, if you leave the subjec' to _'im_! DRIVER (_to smart HANSOM CABMAN_). Now then, outer the way with that 'ere 'Ackney keb o' yours! HANSOM CABMAN (_with hauteur_). As it 'appens, it _ain't_ a 'Ackney cab--it's a private kerridge, this is! DRIVER. Ah, I might ha' known _you_ was a hammytoor by yer silly hasslike method o' conducting yer business! [_Drives on triumphant._ A POLITICAL PASSENGER (_with a panacea--to a "KNOWLEDGABLE" PASSENGER_). No, I don't want no 'Ome Rule, nor yet no Parish Counsels, nor nothink o' _that_. What _I_ wanter see interdooced 'ere is Tereenial Porliments. The KNOWLEDGABLE PASSENGER (_with respect_). Tereenial Parliments? I don't know as I've 'eard o' _them_. The POL. P. Ain't yer? Well, they're what we _want_. Why, they've 'ad 'em in America, they've ad 'em in Ostralia, they've 'ad 'em in Orstria; and everywhere, mind yer, _everywhere_ they've been in operation they've turned out a success! The KN. P. Then it's 'igh time _we_ 'ad 'em. _What_ is it they're called, again? The POL. P. Tee-reen-ial Porliments. It stands to _reason_ they work well. There they _are_, a settin' eight months in the year fur seven year on end--somethink's _bound_ to come of it! I'd like to see any o' _our_ lot settin' like that! It's a pity we don't take more pattern by America in our law-makin'. [Illustration: "Thash where 'tis, yer come on me too late!"] The KN. P. Except in our criminal law. Why, I've 'eard there's States out there where a man may go and commit a crime, d'ye see, and once he gits across the boundary from one State into another--like as it might be a line across this 'ere street like, d'ye see--once he's over that, they can't do nothink to 'im! The POL. P. (_thoughtfully_). Ah, that wouldn't never do '_ere_, that wouldn't! [_The CONDUCTOR comes up to collect fares._