'One good turn deserves another.

You give me seventy pound for the shay, and I'll 'oss it for you.

I told you I didn't _make_ 'osses; but I _can_ make 'em, to oblige a friend.' What would you have?
It was not the wisest thing in the world to buy a chaise within a dozen miles of my uncle's house; but in this way I got my horses for the next stage.

And by any other it appeared that I should have to wait.

Accordingly I paid the money down--perhaps twenty pounds too much, though it was certainly a well-made and well-appointed vehicle--ordered it round in half an hour, and proceeded to refresh myself with breakfast.
The table to which I sat down occupied the recess of a bay-window, and commanded a view of the front of the inn, where I continued to be amused by the successive departures of travellers--the fussy and the offhand, the niggardly and the lavish--all exhibiting their different characters in that diagnostic moment of the farewell: some escorted to the stirrup or the chaise door by the chamberlain, the chambermaids and the waiters almost in a body, others moving off under a cloud, without human countenance.