But Gabriel had much better business.

He was thinking only of Hope Wayne, and laughing at himself for thinking of her.
The boys were strolling in different parts of the village.

Abel, into whose mind had stolen that thought of the possible laughter in Gabriel's sleeve, pulled out his handkerchief suddenly, and waved it with an indignant movement in the air.

At the same moment a carriage had overtaken him and was passing.

The horses, startled by the shock of the waving handkerchief, shied and broke into a run.