The coachman instinctively drew up, as we approached.

We always stopped and spoke, on such occasions.
They asked me after my wife, apparently surprised to see me alone, and made a number of pleasant observations, to all of which I replied with as unconcerned and easy an air as I could assume.

The ladies were in excellent spirits, but in spite of this, there seemed to be an air of repression about them, which I thought of when I drove on, but could not account for, for little Pat never moved or whimpered, during the whole of the interview.
But when I took him again in my lap, and happened to turn, as I arranged the robe, I saw his bottle sticking up boldly by my side from between the cushions.

Then I did not wonder at the repression.
When I reached home, I drove directly to the barn.

Fortunately, Jonas was there.