To him these were ignorant and commonplace, poor sheep in a driver's hand.
"Poor devils," he thought, speaking out of the thoughts and feelings of a bygone period of success.

"Next," said one of the instructors.
"You're next," said a neighbor, touching him.
He went out and climbed on the platform.

The instructor took it for granted that no preliminaries were needed.
"You see this handle," he said, reaching up to an electric cutoff, which was fastened to the roof.

"This throws the current off or on.

If you want to reverse the car you turn it over here.