Who is it?
I can't see." Down the middle of the dark road a dog cart was approaching at top speed.

Bee seized her father's arm and pulled it vigorously, for Mr.
Pendyce was standing stock-still in disapproval.

The dog cart passed within a foot of him and vanished, swinging round into the station.

Mr.
Pendyce turned in his tracks.
"Who was that?
Disgraceful! On Sunday, too! The fellow must be drunk; he nearly ran over my legs.

Did you see, Bee, he nearly ran over----" Bee answered: "It was Captain Bellew, Father; I saw his face." "Bellew?
That drunken fellow?
I shall summons him.