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The Salamanca Corpus: Yeoman Fleetwood (1900)
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"Pray, Brown," screamed Lady Susan, "whip up your horses as soon as his lordship
whistles. By-the-way, Stanhope, what are you going to do? Will you have a seat?”
"I thank you, no. I can trust your ladyship to see that your Jehu drives straight. I mean to
run after Brummel's fellows and make sure they take no d-d short cuts."
The chairmen took up their burden, Lady Susan's fat old coachman poised his whip, the
footman sprang up behind; and presently Lord Cranley, with his head still protruding
from the window, gave utterance to a whistle that would have done honour to the
prowess of a street boy. Off set the chair with its light occupant swaying from side to
side, down came the whip on the horses' flanks, the heavy vehicle being, nevertheless,
got under weigh with difficulty; Lincoln Stanhope's long swinging trot kept him abreast
of the sedan, and a little crowd of dandies followed with as much speed as their tightfitting
pantaloons and evening shoes would allow of Lady Susan screamed out of one
window in abjuration of her coachman, whose utmost efforts failed to persuade the
horses to proceed at more than a jog-trot pace, and “Tommy Onslow" still leaned out of
the other window chewing meditatively at his imaginary straw.
Soon the lumbering vehicle disappeared round the corner, the sedan having swung out
of sight some moments previously; the sound of the heavy hoofs and the pattering feet,
the voices and laughter, died away in the distance, and Simon was left alone. He stood
still, however, for some time longer: when Rachel had leaned forth to appeal to her
admirers he had seen her smiling face, and the remembrance of it was like a dagger in
his heart.
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CHAPTER XXXI.
Freeze, freeze. thou bitter sky.
Thou dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,