"What did he bite me for ?" "Never mind, George! Don't ye go for to kick him, that's all." The Opal Queen, snorting like a grampus, climbed into the coach; the driver cracked his whip, and off they went, leaving the audience spellbound, and the gigantic young man rubbing his leg.

Soon Pike's faded away in the distance.

As the coach jolted along, Carew and Charlie on the box seat occasionally peered in at the large swaying figure, half-hidden in the dust.
About two miles out of town Considine, with all his earthly belongings in a small valise, stopped the coach and got on board, sitting in front with them.
"Have a look inside," said Charlie.

"There's a woman in there looks rather like--the lady you were talking about." Considine looked in.

Then he sank back in his seat, with a white face.
"By Heavens!" he said, "it's my wife." "This is funny," said Charlie.