There was room in the fly for only two, or if for three, still he knew his place better than to thrust himself inside together with his prisoner and his prisoner's wife.

He had been specially asked by Mr.Walker to be very civil.

Only one could sit on the box with the driver, and if the request was conceded the poor policeman must walk back.

The walk, however, would not kill the policeman.

"All right, ma'am," said Thompson;--"that is, if the gentleman will just pass his word not to get out till I ask him." "He will not! He will not!" said Mrs.Crawley.
"I will pass my word for nothing," said Mr.Crawley.
Upon hearing this, Thompson assumed a very long face, and shook his head as he turned his eyes first towards the husband and then towards the wife, and shrugged his shoulders, and compressing his lips, blew out his breath, as though in this way he might blow off some of the mingled sorrow and indignation with which the gentleman's words afflicted him.
Mrs.Crawley rose and came close to him.