A Wayside Comedy by Laurence Housman.

It is the time between sunset and dark, when a lonely road is crossed by shadows and dim moving things, and travellers hasten to the friendliness of the nearest village. This road has high banks, above which stand great trees with gnarled and twisted roots. On a fallen tree-trunk sits Tim, an old tramp, smoking rather dejectedly. He starts up at the sound of a low whistle and awaits his pal Tony, who comes - limping hurriedly towards him. Tony is younger and stronger than Tim, but both are in their setting on the high bank between the great trees whose shadows cross the lonely road.