He shook his empty paper cup as the faces passed, footsteps clopping. He heard her then, her clops louder than the others. A pair of black shoes paused and a coin dropped into his cup, a pound? He glanced up and she smiled before disappearing.
Shaking, he pulled the cup and peered inside. A pound. He thanked them in his mind, shook his cup and was ignored for the rest of the day.