The dog cart is here and will take up your luggage." "Well, I suppose it cannot be helped," Mallett laughed.

"Of course, they meant it kindly." "I will see the luggage got in the dog cart, and come over with it," Lechmere said.
"You can see it into the dog cart, George, but you must come with me.

I have got to put up with it, and you must, too." He stood chatting with Mr.Norton on the platform till George returned, and said that the luggage was all packed, and that the dog cart had gone on ahead.

There was an amused look on his face, which was explained when, on going out, Mallett found an open carriage with four horses, with postilions in new purple silk jackets and orange caps, and large rosettes of the same colour at the horses' heads.
"Bless me," said the Major, in a tone of dismay.

"I shall feel as if I were a candidate for the county." "They are the family colours, you see, sir." "Yes, I know, Norton, and the Conservative colours, too.