Mulligan knew it well, and many the time, when he came out of it, he was swaying slightly, and had to pull himself up to the box by means of the seat rails.

Then there were anxious moments, as we raced over the cobble-stones, and my wheels scraped other wheels to the right and left.

In those days there was a strap, one end of which was attached to the driver's boot, and the other end to the door at the rear.

When a passenger wished to alight he pulled the strap and the driver released his hold.

Sometimes the young bucks--we called them dudes in those days--inside had been dining well, and were hunting for mischief.