Excerpt from Sir George Tressady

'Well, that's over, thank Heaven!'

The young man speaking drew in his head from the carriage-window. But instead of sitting down he turned with a joyous, excited gesture and lifted the flap over the little window in the back of the landau, supporting himself, as he stooped to look, by a hand on his companion's shoulder. Through this peephole he saw, as the horses trotted away, the crowd in the main street of Market Malford, still huzzaing and waving, the wild glare of half a dozen torches on the faces and the moving forms, the closed shops on either hand, the irregular roofs and chimneys sharp-cut against a wintry sky, and in the far distance the little lantern belfry and taller mass of the new town-hall.

' I'm much astonished the horses didn't bolt!' said the man addressed. ' That bay mare would have lost all the temper she's got in another moment. It's a good thing we made them shut the carriage - it has turned abominably cold. Hadn't you better sit down?'

And Lord Fontenoy made a movement as though to withdraw from the hand on his shoulder.

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