"`Come in,' he says, a-trying to drag her back; but she hangs away, calling out `Help!' and says suthin' about `willain,' and `baseness,' and `never.' I couldn't 'ear all she says 'acause of the wind, though I pulls up short in front of the house: a large one it was, with a light in the hall, and I could see as the man was quite a swell, in a bobtail coat and open wesket--same as they wears to go to the Hoprer. Well, when she acts like that he makes no more ado but fetches her a wipe across the mouth with his hand, quite savage--I mean hits her--and then runs in and bangs the door arter him, leaving that poor thing out in the bitter night, in a low dress, and without a bit of bonnet. "She gives a sort of ketch or sob like, and then says to me, in an ordering sorter way-- "`Open the door, man!' "I jumps down in a minute, and she gets in and tells me to drive to a street near Eaton Square. So I shuts the door and drives off, wondering what it all meant, and feeling uncommonly as if I should have liked to give that feller one for hisself, for it was a thing I never could bear to see, any one strike a woman. "Well, we gets to the street, and then I turns round to arst her the number, when just as we passed a lamp-post I could see in at the window as she was down on the floor. You might have knocked me off the box with a wisp. "I pulls short up, jumps down, and opens the door; and there she was with her hair down, and all of a heap like at the bottom of the keb. The light shined well in, and as I lifted her on to the seat I could see as she was young, and good-looking, and well dressed, and with a thick gold chain round her neck. "Just then up comes a p'leeceman, as big as you please, and `What's up?' he says. `Why, she's fainted,' I says. "`Looks suspicious,' he says, a-hying me sideways. "`P'raps it does,' I says, for I began to feel nasty at his aggrawating suspicions. Howsomever, I tells him then where I'd picked her lip, and all the rest of it, and he looked 'nation knowing for a minute, and then he says-- "`Jump up and drive to the nearest doctor's; and I'll get in and hold her up.' `But what's this here?' he says, laying hold of her hand--such a little white 'un, with rings on, and with the fingers tight round a little bottle. `Drive on,' he shouts, quite fierce, an' I bangs to the door, and forgot all about the wet. "I soon comes across one o' them red brandy balls a-sticking in a lamp, and I says to myself, `That's English for salts and senny,' I says; and then I pulls up, ketches hold of surgery and night bell, and drags away like fun.