A succession of whip-snappings, like a pack of Chinese crackers, broke from the box before me.

The stage leaped forward, and when I could pick myself from under the seat, a long white building had in some mysterious way rolled before my window.
It must be Slumgullion! As I descended from the stage I addressed the driver: "I thought you changed horses on the road ?" "So we did.

Two hours ago." "That's odd.

I didn't notice it." "Must have been asleep, sir.

Hope you had a pleasant nap.