John sprang to the ground and almost lifted Mrs.Goddard from the high seat.
"Where is Mr.Juxon ?" she asked anxiously.
John looked round, peering into the gloom.

A black cloud driven by the strong east wind was passing over the moon, and for some moments it was almost impossible to see anything.

The squire was nowhere to be seen.
John turned and helped Nellie off the back seat of the dog-cart.
"I am afraid we must have passed him," he said quietly.

Formerly Mrs.
Goddard's tone of anxiety as she asked for the squire would have roused John's resentment; he now thought nothing of it.

Reynolds prepared to move off.
"Won't you please wait a moment, Reynolds ?" said Mrs.Goddard, going close to the old man.