The miserable vehicle has broken down," he says.
"_Ciel!_ is zat all ?" "All! Confound your impudence, and isn't it enough when two ladies are almost killed outright by the accident?
All! when we've been rattled about like dry peas in a pod, until there's hardly a square inch of me that doesn't ache.

I'll tell you, monsieur, what you are to do, and in a dused hurry, too.

Order out another stage and fly to the scene of the wreck without delay." "Begar! if I only had a vehicle," he groans.
"You shall find one of some sort inside of five minutes and go with me to the scene to rescue my friends, and take them to safety, or you must take the consequences," and in his excitement John glowers upon the dapper Gaul until the latter actually trembles with trepidation.
"Stop! I have zink of something.

Zere is one old vehicle in ze shed, laid by for repairs.

By careful handling it would do." "Good! Get horses hitched to it; we must lose no time.