in the midst of the aforesaid desert at the time when he was last before
the reader, instead of dashing along Oxford Street, he would have
escaped certain difficulties and dangers which he presently encountered.
Had an ape, not acquainted with the science of driving, been put into
Titmouse's place, he would probably have driven much in the same style,
though he would have had greatly the advantage over his rival in respect
of his simple and natural appearance; being, to the eye of correct
taste, "when unadorned, adorned the most." Mr. Titmouse, in spite of the
assistance to his sight which he derived from his _neutral_[21] glass,
was continually coming into collision with the vehicles which met and
passed him, on his way to Cumberland Gate. He got into no fewer than
four distinct _rows_ (to say nothing of the flying curses which he
received in passing) between the point which I have named, and Mr.
Tag-rag's premises. But as he was by no means destitute of spirit, he
sat in his cab, on these four occasions, cursing and blaspheming like a
little fiend; till he almost brought tears of vexation into the eyes of
one or two of his opponents, (cads, cab-drivers, watermen,
hackney-coachmen, carters, stage-coachmen, market-gardeners, and
draymen,) who unexpectedly found their own weapon--_i. e.
slang_--wielded with such superior power and effect, for once in a way,
by a swell--an aristocrat. The more manly of his opponents were filled
with secret respect for the possessor of such unsuspected powers. Still
it was unpleasant for a person of Mr. Titmouse's distinction to be
engaged in these conflicts; and he would have given the world to have
conquered his conceit so far as to summon his little tiger within, and
surrender to him the reins. Such a ridiculous confession of his own
incapacity, however, he could not think of, and he got into several
little disturbances in the Park; after which he drove home: the battered
cab had to be taken to the maker's, where the injuries it had sustained
were repaired, however, for the trifling sum of forty pounds.
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