"He wanted to sit up with the driver, but, of course, I would not have that.

I had got pretty well accustomed to smoke coming out, and even if I had not been I would much rather have been almost suffocated than have been in there by myself.

I thought a dozen times the vehicle was going to upset, and what with the bumping and the shouting and the cracking of the whip--especially when the horses wouldn't start, which was generally the case at first--I should have been frightened out of my life had I been alone.

It seemed to me that something dreadful was always going to happen." "You can take it easy this morning, Isobel," the Major said, when they were comfortably seated in the bamboo lounges in the veranda.

"You want have any callers today, as it will be known you traveled all night.
People will imagine that you want a quiet day before you are on show." "What a horrid expression, uncle!" "Well, my dear, it represents the truth.