It was swaying from side to side at a terrific rate.

The few seconds of the runaway seemed aeons of time to Lady Anne.

She was holding on now to both sides of the carriage, but her arm was through the reins.
Thank Heaven, the road seemed absolutely open and Chloe must exhaust herself soon.
Then--her eyes were distended in her face.

They had swung round a little incline, with a miraculous escape of running on a heap of shingle intended for mending the roads.

Just ahead of them were the lodge gates and lodge of a big house.