As Mr. Dowler concluded, he pointed to a stage which had just driven up, from the open window of which a rather pretty face in a bright blue bonnet was looking among the crowd on the pavement, most probably for the rash man himself.
S azzal Dowler úr a postakocsira mutatott, amely ebben a pillanatban állt meg a Fehér Ló előtt, s a nyitott ablakból egy világoskék kalapos, meglehetősen csinos arcocska nézett ki a gyalogjáróra, s az emberek tömkelegében nyilván marcona urát kereste.