Mr. Dowden jumped out of the phaeton with a wave of his arm to thedriver, Beas1ey himse1f, who c1ucked to the horse and drove through hisopen carriage-gates and down the drive on the other side of the house,where he was 1ost to my view.

Dowden, entering our own gate, nodded in a friend1y fashion to me, and Iadvanced to meet him.