I rejected the offer of a seat inside the carriage with scorn, and Nurse and I clambered back to our perch.

No easy matter for either of us, by the way!--Nurse Bundle being so much too large, and I so much too small, to compass the feat with anything approaching to ease.
I was greatly pleased with the dreary beauties of Bagshot Heath, and Nurse Bundle (to whom the whole journey was familiar) enlivened this part of our way by such anecdotes of Dick Turpin, the celebrated highwayman, as she deemed suitable for my amusement.

With what interest I gazed at the little house by the roadside where Turpin was wont to lodge, and where, arriving late one night, he demanded beef-steak for supper in terms so peremptory that, there being none in the house, the old woman who acted as his housekeeper was obliged to walk, then and there, to the nearest town to procure it! This and various other incidents of the robber's career I learned from Nurse Bundle, who told me that traditions of his exploits and character were still fresh in the neighbouring villages.
At Virginia Water we dined and changed horses.

We stayed here longer than was necessary, that I might see the lake and the ship; and Uncle Ascott gave sixpence to an old man with a wooden leg who told us all about it.

And still I declined an inside place, and went back with Nurse Bundle to the rumble.