In less than five seconds the High Street
was a desert. The townsfolk scampered into their shops and houses and
barricaded the doors. Brave men dashed out and caught up little
children and bore them to places of safety amid cheers. Carts and
carriages were abandoned, while the drivers climbed up lamp-posts!
What would have happened had the affair gone on much longer--whether
my aunt would have been shot, or the fire-engine brought into
requisition against her--it is impossible, having regard to the
terrified state of the crowd, to say. Fortunately for her, she became
exhausted. With one despairing shriek she gave way, and sat down on
the dog; and peace reigned once again in that sweet rural town.
THE END.
End of Project Gutenberg etext of Evergreens, by Jerome K. Jerome
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