"You had better have a hansom, Henrietta," said Isabel.
"I＇ll get you a hansom if you＇ll trust me," Mr. Bantling went on.
"We might walk a little till we meet one."
"I don＇t see why I shouldn＇t trust him, do you?" Henrietta enquired of Isabel.
"I don＇t see what Mr. Bantling could do to you,"Isabel obligingly answered; "but, if you like, we＇ll walk with you till you 昀nd your cab."
"Never mind; we＇ll go alone. Come on, Mr. Bantling,and take care you get me a good one."