made up his mind to go to the police station and knew that it would

AN ELEGANT carriage stood in the middle of the road with a pair of

spirited grey horses; there was no one in it, and the coachman had got

off his box and stood by; the horses were being held by the

bridle... A mass of people had gathered round, the police standing

in front. One of them held a lighted lantern which he was turning on

something lying close to the wheels. Every one was talking,

shouting, exclaiming; the coachman seemed at a loss and kept