As the vehicle jolted through Shropshire Street, the creakings of its unsteady wheels mingled with a deep humming, as of innumerable bees, proceeding from the heart of the town. Turning the corner by the butchers’ bulks into the High Street, the cart came to an abrupt stop. In front, from the corn-market, a large wooden structure in the centre of the street, to the _Talbot Inn_, stretched a dense mass of people, partly townsfolk, as might be discerned by their dress, partly country folk who, having come in from outlying villages to market, had presumably been kept in the town by their curiosity or the fair weather. "We’n better goo round about, measter," said the driver to the passenger at his side. "Summat’s afoot down yander." "You’re a wise man, to be sure. Something’s afoot, as you truly say. And being troubled from my youth up with an inquiring nose, I’ll e’en step forward and smell out the occasion. Do you bide here, my Jehu, till I come back." "Why, I will then, measter, but my name binna Jehu. ’Tis plain Tummas." "You don’t say so! Now I come to think of it, it suits you better than Jehu, for the Son of Nimshi drove furiously. Well, Tummas, I will not keep you long; this troublesome nose of mine, I dare say, will soon be satisfied." By this time he had slipped down from his seat, and was walking towards the throng. Now that he was upon his feet, he showed himself to be more than common tall, spare, and loose-jointed. His face was lean and swarthy, his eyes black and restless; his well-cut lips even now wore the same smile as when he mischievously misnamed his driver. Though he wore the usual dress of the Englishman of his day--frock, knee-breeches, and buckle-shoes, none of them in their first youth--there was a something outlandish about him, in the bright yellow of his neckcloth and the red feather stuck at a jaunty angle into the riband of his hat; and Tummas, as he looked curiously after his strange passenger, shook his head, and bit the straw in his mouth, and muttered: "Ay, it binna on’y the nose, ’t binna on’y the nose, with his Jehus an’ such." Meanwhile the man strode rapidly along, reached the fringe of the crowd, and appeared to make his way through its mass without difficulty, perhaps by reason of his commanding height, possibly by the aforesaid quaintness of his aspect, and the smile which forbade any one to regard him as an aggressor. He went steadily on until he came opposite to the _Talbot Inn_. At that moment a stillness fell upon the crowd; every voice was hushed; every head was craned towards the open windows of the inn’s assembly-room. [Sidenote: Reminiscences]