Part I
Chapter 14: James Howard
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"Your word will go the furthest, John," said the master,
"for Sir Clifford adds in a postscript, `If I could find a man
trained by your John I should like him better than any other;'
so, James, lad, think it over, talk to your mother at dinner-time,
and then let me know what you wish."
In a few days after this conversation it was fully settled
that James should go to Clifford Hall, in a month or six weeks,
as it suited his master, and in the meantime he was to get
all the practice in driving that could be given to him. I never knew
the carriage to go out so often before; when the mistress did not go out
the master drove himself in the two-wheeled chaise; but now,
whether it was master or the young ladies, or only an errand,
Ginger and I were put in the carriage and James drove us.
At the first John rode with him on the box, telling him this and that,
and after that James drove alone.
Then it was wonderful what a number of places the master would go to
in the city on Saturday, and what queer streets we were driven through.
He was sure to go to the railway station just as the train was coming in,
and cabs and carriages, carts and omnibuses were all trying to get over
the bridge together; that bridge wanted good horses and good drivers
when the railway bell was ringing, for it was narrow, and there was
a very sharp turn up to the station, where it would not have been
at all difficult for people to run into each other, if they did not
look sharp and keep their wits about them.
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