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"C'k, c'k, c'k." He twisted his face by a supreme exertion of will power into a mask of indignation. "You ought to have had the scoundrel arrested," he said vehemently. "It was a technical assault." "The man who knocked your hat off, Percy," said Maud, "was not . . . He was a different man altogether. A stranger." "As if you would be in a cab with a stranger," said Lady Caroline caustically.
The invalid was hoisted in and laid with her couch across the seats, so that her shoulders rested against one side of the van and her feet against the other. Humility climbed in after her; but Taffy, to his joy, was given a seat outside the box. "C'k!" they were off. As they crawled up the street a few townspeople paused on the pavement and waved farewells.
"Of course he didn't," snapped Mr. Mortimer. "He's as quiet as a lamb." "I tell you he chased me from one end of the garden to the other! I had to run like a hare!" The unfortunate Bream, whose sense of the humorous was simple and childlike, was not proof against the picture thus conjured up. "C'k!" giggled Bream helplessly. "C'k, c'k, c'k!" Mr. Bennett turned on him.
"Then it was that man who knocked my hat off?" "What do you mean?" said Lady Caroline. "Knocked your hat off? You never told me he knocked your hat off." "It was when I was asking him to let me look inside the cab. I had grasped the handle of the door, when he suddenly struck my hat, causing it to fly off. And, while I was picking it up, he drove away." "C'k," exploded Lord Marshmoreton.
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