Only look at her! Kate, only look at her! Are you hurt, darling?
Has anybody hurt you?
If anybody has, he shall be hung! Oh, you darling! Only see her, 'Liza." But Jim Tenny, his mouth set, his black brows scowling, his hard grasp on Eva's arm, pushed straight through the gathering crowd until they came to Clarkson's stables at the rear of Lloyd's, where he kept his horse and buggy--for he lived at a distance from his work, and drove over every morning.

He pointed to a chair which a hostler had occupied, tilted against the wall, for a morning smoke, after the horses were fed and watered, and which he had vacated to join the jubilant crowd.

"Sit down there," he said to Eva.

Then he hailed a staring man coming out of the office.

"Here, help me in with my horse, quick!" said he.
The man stared still, with slowly rising indignation.