He was driving over there one day, when he perceived
some rustics and menials endeavoring to stop a pair of runaway
horses attached to a carriage in which a lady and gentleman were
seated. Calmly awaiting the termination of the accident, with
high-bred courtesy Lothaw forbore to interfere until the carriage
was overturned, the occupants thrown out, and the runaways secured
by the servants, when he advanced and offered the lady the
exclusive use of his Oxford stables.
Turning upon him a face whose perfect Hellenic details he
remembered, she slowly dragged a gentleman from under the wheels
into the light and presented him with ladylike dignity as her
husband, Major-General Camperdown, an American.
"Ah," said Lothaw, carelessly, "I believe I have some land there.
If I mistake not, my agent, Mr. Putney Giles, lately purchased the
State of--Illinois--I think you call it."
"Exactly. As a former resident of the city of Chicago, let me
introduce myself as your tenant."
Lothaw bowed graciously to the gentleman, who, except that he
seemed better dressed than most Englishmen, showed no other signs
of inferiority and plebeian extraction.
"We have met before," said Lothaw to the lady as she leaned on his
arm, while they visited his stables, the University, and other
places of interest in Oxford.
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