In the meantime he would go and play billiards with the marker whilst Harold was having his dinner.
At ten o'clock Harold's dogcart was ready and he went to look for Leonard, who had not since come near him.

He found him half asleep in the smoking-room, much drunker than he had been earlier in the evening.
The drive was fairly long, so Harold made up his mind for a prolonged term of uneasiness and anxiety.

The cool night-air, whose effect was increased by the rapid motion, soon increased Leonard's somnolence and for a while he slept soundly, his companion watching carefully lest he should sway over and fall out of the trap.

He even held him up as they swung round sharp corners.
After a time he woke up, and woke in a nasty temper.

He began to find fault in an incoherent way with everything.