Get mea coach!' However much astonished I might be, I was sensible that I had no right to refuse compliance with such a peremptory command.

I hurried away a few paces, and called a hackney-chariot which was passing empty.

Almost before I could let down the steps, my aunt sprang in, I don't know how, and the man followed.

She waved her hand to me to go away, so earnestly, that, all confounded as I was, I turned from them at once.

In doing so, I heard her say to the coachman, 'Drive anywhere! Drive straight on!' and presently the chariot passed me, going up the hill.
What Mr.Dick had told me, and what I had supposed to be a delusion of his, now came into my mind.