The mule, stung into action, dashed away, and the crowd scattered as if blown to pieces by the explosion of a bomb. Instead of pursuing a right line the mule turned within a radius of its own length, swinging the victoria round after it as though the victoria had been a kettle attached to it with string. And Countess, Denry, and victoria were rapt with miraculous swiftness away—not at all towards the Policemen’s Institute, but down Longshaw Road, which is tolerably steep. They were pursued, but ineffectually. For the mule had bolted and was winged. They fortunately came into contact with nothing except a large barrow of carrots, turnips, and cabbages which an old woman was wheeling up Longshaw Road. The concussion upset the barrow, half filled the victoria with vegetables, and for a second stayed the mule; but no real harm seemed to have been done, and the mule proceeded with vigour. Then the Countess noticed that Denry was not using his right arm, which swung about rather uselessly. "I must have knocked my elbow against the barrow," he muttered. His face was pale. "Give me the reins," said the Countess. "I think I can turn the brute up here," he said. And he did in fact neatly divert the mule up Birches Street, which is steeper even than Longshaw Road. The mule for a few instants pretended that all gradients, up or down, were equal before its angry might. But Birches Street has the slope of a house-roof. Presently the mule walked, and then it stood still. And half Birches Street emerged to gaze. For the Countess’s attire was really very splendid. "I ’ll leave this here, and we ’ll walk back," said Denry. "You won’t be late—that is, nothing to speak of. The Institute is just round the top here." "You don’t mean to say you ’re going to let that mule beat you!" exclaimed the Countess. "I was only thinking of your being late," said he. "Oh, bother!" said she. "Your mule may be ruined." The horse-trainer in her was aroused. "And then my arm?" said Denry. "Shall I drive back?" the Countess suggested. "Oh, do!" said Denry. "Keep on up the street, and then to the left."