Captain Gould, big, stout, and bearded, was driving.

Mr.Hamilton, small, thin, smooth-faced and white-haired, was beside him.

Both were obviously dressed in their Sunday clothes, Captain Shadrach's blue, Mr.Hamilton's black.

Each wore an uncomfortably high collar and the shoes of each had been laboriously polished.

Their faces, utterly unlike in most respects, were very solemn.
"Ah hum!" sighed Mr.Hamilton.
Captain Shadrach snorted impatiently.
"For the land sakes don't do that again, Zoeth," he protested.