He couldn't get a place in the Beaumont diligence," said Pierrotin, still speaking to his porter and apparently making no answer to his customer; then he disappeared himself in search of Bichette.
Georges, after shaking hands with his friend, got into the coach, handling with an air of great importance a portfolio which he placed beneath the cushion of the seat.

He took the opposite corner to that of Oscar, on the same seat.
"This Pere Leger troubles me," he said.
"They can't take away our places," replied Oscar.

"I have number one." "And I number two," said Georges.
Just as Pierrotin reappeared, having harnessed Bichette, the porter returned with a stout man in tow, whose weight could not have been less than two hundred and fifty pounds at the very least.

Pere Leger belonged to the species of farmer which has a square back, a protuberant stomach, a powdered pigtail, and wears a little coat of blue linen.

His white gaiters, coming above the knee, were fastened round the ends of his velveteen breeches and secured by silver buckles.