Time is gold.

After you." I bowed and preceded him.

His very courtesy was sterner than the displeasure of another, and I already felt towards him a greater degree of awe than I should have quite cared to confess.

The carriage was waiting in the courtyard.

I placed myself with my back to the horses; Dr.Cheron flung himself upon the opposite seat; a servant out of livery sprang up beside the coachman; the great gates were flung open; and we glided away on the easiest of springs and the softest of cushions.
Dr.Cheron took a newspaper from his pocket, and began to read; so leaving me to my own uncomfortable reflections.
And, indeed, when I came to consider my position I was almost in despair.