At last K. I. cried out, "Come down, Paddy, and see if we can't get four
of these beasts to the carriage, and we 'll not ask for a postilion."
Down jumps Paddy out of the rumble, and rushes after him into the
stable. A terrible uproar followed this, and soon after the stable
people, helpers, ostlers, and postboys, were seen running out of
the door for their lives, and K. I. and Paddy after them, with two
rack-staves they had torn out of the manger. "Leave them to me," says K.
I.; "leave them to me, Paddy, and do you go in for the horses; put them
to, and get a pair of reins if you can; if not, jump up on one of the
leaders, and drive away."
If he was bred and born in the place, he could not have known it better,
for he came out the next minute with a pair of horses, that he fastened
to the carriage in a trice, and then hurried back for two more, that
he quickly brought out and put to also. "There 's no whip to be found,"
says he, "but this wattle will do for the leaders; and if your honor
will stir up the wheelers, here 's a nice little handy stable fork to do
it with." With this Paddy sprung into the saddle, K. I. jumped up to the
box, and off they set, tearing down the street like mad. It was pitch
dark, and of course neither of them knew the road; but K. I. screamed
out, "Keep in the middle, Paddy, and don't pull up for any one." We
went through the village at a full gallop, the people all yelling and
shouting after us; but at the end of the street there were two roads,
and Paddy cried out, "Which way now?" "Take the widest, if you can see
it," screamed out K. I.; and away he went, at a pace that made the big
travelling-carriage bump and swing like a boat at sea.
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We soon felt we were going down a dreadful steep, for the carriage was
all but on top of the horses, and K. I. kept screaming out, "Keep up
the pace, Paddy. Make them go, or we'll all be smashed." Just as he
said that I heard a noise, like the sea in a storm,--a terrible sound
of rushing, dashing, roaring water; then a frightful yell from Paddy,
followed by a plunge. "In a river, by ------!" roared out K. I.; and as
he said it, the coach gave a swing over to one side, then righted, then
swung back again, and with a crash that I thought smashed it to atoms,
fell over on one side into the water.
"All right," said K. I.; "I turned the leaders short round and saved
us!" and with that he began tearing and dragging us out. I fell into
a swoon after this, and know no more of what happened. When I came to
myself, I was in a small hut, lying on a bed of chestnut leaves, and the
place crowded with peasants and postilions.
"There 's no mischief done, mamma," said Cary. "Paddy swam the leaders
across beautifully, for the traces snapped at once, and, except the
fright, we 're nothing the worse."
"Where's Mary Anne?" said I.
"Talking to the gentleman who assisted us--outside--some friend of Lord
George's, I believe, for he is with him."
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