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adjusted his glass and looked out of the window. 

 His coolness and sang froid were something extra- 

 ordinary, and characteristic of his remarkable 

 courage. All he said was, " Humph ! I suppose if 

 I'm killed some one will catch it. It isn't my busi- 

 ness ! ! " So there was nothing for it but to sit 

 tight, say our prayers, and wait till we reached the 

 end of this " joy-ride," of which I append a rough 

 sketch. Through the mercy of Providence we 

 reached the top safely, and once more breathed 

 freely. When we got there I well remember re- 

 marking to Mr. Chamberlain, apropos of his obser- 

 vation that some one would " catch it " if he were 

 killed, and that it wasn't his business, " Well, sir, 

 I do admire your coolness. Your motto ought to 

 be, Ne sutor ultra crepidam." " No, Maycock," he 

 rejoined, " that wouldn't do for me, for I started life 

 in the shoe trade," a circumstance of which, down 

 to that moment, I had no knowledge. But it was a 

 smart answer, anyhow. 



I asked Hinde afterwards how on earth he ever 

 allowed the coachman to drive up such a track. 

 Hinde, however, was strange to the vicinity, and pre- 

 sumed the man knew his way about. Hinde merely 

 said, " I guess he was at the gallop before I could 

 say ' Knife,' so what could I do ? " 



