'I don't see the cart, and I've forgotten where we left the piano.' What more the lawyer might have said, in the confidence of the moment, is with Pitman a matter of tremulous conjecture to this day; but by the most blessed circumstance the cart was then announced, and Michael must bend the forces of his mind to the more difficult task of rising.
'Of course you'll drive,' he remarked to his companion, as he clambered on the vehicle.
'I drive!' cried Pitman.

'I never did such a thing in my life.

I cannot drive.' 'Very well,' responded Michael with entire composure, 'neither can I see.

But just as you like.

Anything to oblige a friend.' A glimpse of the ostler's darkening countenance decided Pitman.