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told. Of course, these pleasure coaches, like 

 the mail ones, were old-fashioned, and very 

 strong and heavy. I shouldn't care to 

 make the experiment with a drag. 



To return to our drive. After leavino- 

 VVaterhead, one of the masters, a young 

 fellow with spectacles, took the ribbons. 

 He succeeded in jamming his near-side 

 wheels against a stone dyke, which cleared 

 the coach-roof, sending most of us over the 

 wall into the field beyond. However, no 

 harm was done. I will say for the driver, 

 that a nastier road than this same Dungeon 

 Ghyll one was then hard to find. Our 

 troubles were not over yet. At the bottom 

 of this hill, the near-leader, a grey mare, 

 who was in use, started kicking, and some- 

 how broke the main splinter-bar. We 

 carried no spare ones, so all we could do 



