A beat of hoofs and rattle of wheels came down the street.

It was their team, she knew their trot, but she wondered anxiously whether Bob was driving.

When the rig stopped she went to the door, where the ostler stood with a lantern, and caught her breath as Wilkinson got down.

There was nobody else on the seat of the light wagon, and Charnock had set off with a different rig.
"Where's Bob ?" she asked in a strained voice.
"We put him inside," said Wilkinson.

"He wasn't quite able to sit up.
I'd have kept him all night only that I reckoned you might be scared." Sadie, putting her foot on the wheel when the ostler held up the light, saw Charnock lying on a bundle of sacks.