shandrydan-rattle-trap

Updated: May 15, 2025

You shall drive me over in that shandrydan-rattle-trap thing of yours' Sponge looking out of the window, as he spoke, at the queer-shaped, jumped-together, lack-lustre-looking vehicle, with a turnover seat behind, now in charge of a pepper-and-salt attired youth, with a shabby hat, looped up by a thin silver cord to an acorn on the crown, and baggy Berlin gloves 'and I'll just see what there is in the way of stabling; and if I think it will do, then I'll give a boy sixpence or a shilling to come over to Leather, here, jerking his head towards his factotum; 'if it won't do, why then

Robert Smith Surtees - Mr. Sponge's Sporting Tour