[Illustration: “So long.”] “I’ll call for it, matey,” ses the cabman, with a kind smile, as he took ’old of his ’orse and led it up to Sam’s lodgings. “I know I can trust you, but it’ll save you trouble. But s’pose he’s been on the drink and lost the money?” Sam got out and made a dash for the door, which ’appened to be open. “It won’t make no difference,” he ses. “No difference?” ses the cabman, staring. “Not to you, I mean,” ses Sam, shutting the door very slow. “So long.”