against it,--it ran over them. It even learned the trick of avoiding the
nimble business man by a cunning little skid just as he thought he had
caught it. You will hardly believe me, but that 'bus ran seven times
round Trafalgar Square, until the lions' tails twisted for giddiness,
and Nelson reeled where he stood. I don't know where it went to that
day, certainly not to Barnes, but late in the evening it burst into
another 'bus's burrow at Tooting, its sides heaving, its tyres worn to
the quick, its windows streaming with perspiration, and a great bruise
on its forehead where a chance bomb had struck it. I believe the poor
thing had to be put out of its misery in the end. And what was the
reason of all this? It was found that a wizard, called Innocent, of
Stoke Newington, had been asleep on the top all the time, having
forgotten to alight the night before, on his return from the City.

Sarah Brown, on the night of Lady Arabel's supper party, was unaware of
the risk she ran in entering a public conveyance in company with a
witch. But she was spared to a merciful extent, for nothing happened on
any of the 'buses they boarded, except that, as they crossed the Canal,
a cloud of sea-gulls swooped and swirled into the 'bus, resting awhile
on the passengers' willing shoulders before disappearing again. Also the
passengers on the Baker Street stretch sang part-songs, all the way down
to Selfridge's. The conductor turned out to have rather a pleasing tenor
voice.

The witch and Sarah Brown knocked at the Higgins' door five minutes
before supper-time. Lady Arabel herself opened it.

"My dears, isn't it too dretful. All our servants are gone. It's an
extraordinary thing, they never can stand Rrchud and his ways."