Nobody else of my acquaintance had voice enough to make himself heard at that distance or was sufficiently lacking in dignity to emit a yawp in that fashion.

When his escort came near enough I could see that all his bearers wore the same livery as his runner.

Tanno was forever changing his liveries and each fresh invention he managed to make more fantastic than the last.

There were eight bearers to the litter and some twenty reliefs.

Travelling long distances by litter, begun as a necessity to such invalids as my uncle, had become a fashion through the extreme coxcombery of wealthy fops and the practice of the young Emperor.