He frowned, fidgeted, coughed, buttoned and unbuttoned his coat, and jealously watched every proceeding of his tormentor.

A general smile dawned upon the faces of the rest of the travellers.

The priest over the way pinched his lips together, and looked down demurely.

The two girls, next to the priest, tittered behind their handkerchiefs.

The young man with the blue cravat sucked the top of his cane, and winked openly at his companions, both of whom were cracking nuts, and flinging the shells down the embankment.