The station-master only added to the excitement by declaring that a
train for Salisbury was due, and that the line must be cleared; while
the telegraph-clerk announced from an upper storey that wild horses, let
alone elephants, would not drag him forth from the shelter of his
office, and the blubbering of the unfortunate boy made a monotonous
accompaniment to his speech. The mayor blustered, the navvies swore, Tom
addressed floods of unintelligible jargon to the obstinate beast, and,
as a last resort, Scarsdale coaxed and wheedled him in very defective
Hindustani. But it was all useless; not an inch would the elephant
budge, and no one in all that assemblage was clever enough to think of
giving him the telegraph-clerk's dinner.
In the midst of this confusion, a shrill whistle was heard in the
distance, and some one with a clearer head than the rest cried out to
"set the signals against the train"--a suggestion which was at once
acted upon, and in a moment more the engine drew up, panting, within a
dozen feet of the elephant, who was so intent on the contents of the
cubicle that he never noticed its arrival.
As a general thing, it is the American tourist who alights from a train
on no provocation, while his English cousin is content to sit quiet, and
leave the affairs of the line in the hands of the company. In this case,
however, some subtle sense of the unusual obstacle seemed to have
communicated itself to the passengers; for no sooner had the engine
halted than heads were thrust out of every window, and the greatest
excitement prevailed.
"I don't know if Scarsdale and my wife are here," said Allingford, who,
in company with Carrington and Mrs. Scarsdale, occupied one of the
forward carriages, "but there is her ladyship's elephant!"
"You're right," cried his fair companion, taking his place at the
window. Then, as she caught sight of Scarsdale, she exclaimed "St.
Hubart!" and pushing open the door, jumped out, and fled down the line.
"By Jove! that's my wife!" exclaimed the Consul, fleeing after her, and
upsetting a porter in his haste.
From a distance Carrington saw a confused mingling of four persons, and
sighed as he caught himself wondering if he would ever be fool enough to
do that sort of thing in public.
As he slowly approached them he heard scraps of their conversation.
"By the way, Allingford," Scarsdale was saying, "I brought you back your
elephant, which it seems you were careless enough, in the hurry of
departure, to leave behind you at Melton Court. I hope you are properly
grateful."
"Oh, it isn't mine," replied the Consul; "it belongs to her Ladyship."
"Well, she said it was yours," returned her nephew.
"Ah, that was merely her excessive amiability," said Allingford.
"It had not struck me in that light before," replied Scarsdale. "Anyway,
I've brought it back to you, and a nice time I've had of it."
"Did you pilot it all the way from Melton Court?" queried the Consul.
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