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But while the horses were putting to, he summoned the postboys to him; and after regarding their countenances with the eye of a man accustomed to read physiognomies, he thus eloquently addressed them, "Gentlemen, I am informed that there is some danger of being robbed between this town and Salthill.
"Here's a cross-bite." "But that's not all, your honour," continued Charcam; "Mrs. Norris says she's dying." "Dying!" echoed the knight. "Dying, Sir Rowland. She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and short breath, and swoonings, worse than ever she was before. And Mrs. Norris was so frightened that she ordered the postboys to drive back as fast as they could.
Abbe, that carriage is no good for anything else but to play spillikins with." The horses had fallen topsy-turvy, one on the other, and were kicking furiously. In a heap of croups and legs and steaming bellies, one of the postboys was buried, his boots in the air. The other was spitting blood in the ditch, where he had been thrown. M. d'Anquetil shouted to them: "Idiots!
"Oh, but we shall meet again," she interrupted. "You promised Lord Mount Severn." "True; we may so meet casually once in a way; but our ordinary paths in life lie far and wide apart. God forever bless you, dear Lady Isabel!" The postboys touched their horses, and the carriage sped on.
The moment Mauleverer found himself on terra firma, he prepared his courage for offensive measures; and he and Smoothson, standing side by side in front of the unfortunate vehicle, presented no unformidable aspect to the enemy. The two robbers who had so decisively rid themselves of the postboys acted with no less determination towards the horses.
On them, to the note of the bugle, the mail did its sixty miles a day; innumerable chaises whisked after the bobbing postboys; or some young blood would flit by in a curricle and tandem, to the vast delight and danger of the lieges. St. No, nowhere in the world is travel so great a pleasure as in that country.
"As we returned at a very slow pace, owing to the sulkiness of the postboys and the fatigue of the horses, we did not reach London before nightfall, when I immediately drove to Mr. Sheridan's house. He was extremely surprised to see me returned, and on my relating to him our adventure, agreed with us that it could not have been the result of mere chance.
That the fact of four horses and a yellow chaise should have elicited such testimonies of satisfaction, was somewhat difficult to conceive; and even had the important news that I was the bearer of despatches been telegraphed from London by successive postboys, still the extraordinary excitement was unaccountable.
Supper hardly over, M. d'Anquetil took Jahel with him to his room, which was next to mine. You may believe that I could not enjoy a wink of sleep. Jumping out of bed at daybreak, I left my chamber of torture. I seated myself under the waggoner's porch, where the postboys drank white wine and played the deuce with the servants. I remained there two or three hours contemplating my misery.
I dare say by this time you pretty well know how to manage on the road. Pay the postboys well, and take care that youngster does not tumble off the roof and break his neck." Of course my mother thanked the Captain and all the officers for the kindness she had received on board.
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