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The fever of the gamble was in eruption, breaking out in unexpected places the station-master, the porters, the flymen, all had their bit on, and notwithstanding the enormous favouritism of two other horses in the race Prisoner and Stoke Newington Silver Braid had advanced considerably in the betting.
Instead of having any quiet after the retreat of the ladies, the house was kept in a rattle, and the glasses jingled on the table as the flymen and coachmen plied the knocker, and the soiree came in. As for the evening-party, if a crowd in the dog-days is pleasant, poor Mrs. Timmins certainly had a successful soiree. You could hardly move on the stair. Mrs.
It is pleasant to notice everything in Paris, the flymen asleep on their box-seats, the little horses dozing beneath the chestnut trees, the bloused workmen leaning over a green-painted table in an arbour, drinking wine at sixteen sous the litre, the villas of Auteuil, rich woodwork, rich iron railings, and the summer hush about villas engarlanded. Auteuil is so French, its symbolism enchants me.
When they got to the gate at the end, the tide of fashion became obstructed by the kissings of husbands and wives, the greetings of fathers and sons, the officiousness of porters, the cries of flymen, the importunities of innkeepers, the cards of bathing-women, the salutations of donkey drivers, the programmes of librarians, and the rush and push of the inquisitive; and the waters of "comers" and "stayers" mingled in one common flood of indescribable confusion.
"It is not a subject for jokes. Seriously, Arthur, how long may we have to stay? Is there any chance of being left here for the night?" "Not the slightest, I should say. If we don't get back in time for our drive to the station, the flymen will give the alarm, and some one will come over to see what has gone wrong.
Does he think I am the Sheriff's lady still? The party entered the carriage, and the crowd of little boys and girls, flymen and porters, got up another 'hurrah! as the four horses went thundering off, with Mrs. Frost apologizing 'Poor Oliver's notions were on such a grand scale!
The fishermen might not return from their regatta until the following day; the flymen might not be able to organise a search; the weather might change, and turn to rain or wind. The very thought of the consequences of a night spent on the island made him grind his teeth in despair, while Rob's hazardous expedition had appeared a veritable last straw.
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