No effect. On the contrary, the coach begins to roll back upon No. 2, which rolls back upon No. 3, which rolls back upon No. 4, and so on, until No. 7 is heard to curse and swear, nearly a quarter of a mile behind.
Black Driver (louder than before). ‘Pill!’
Horses make another struggle to get up the bank, and again the coach rolls backward.
Black Driver (louder than before). ‘Pe-e-e-ill!’
Horses make a desperate struggle.
Black Driver (recovering spirits). ‘Hi, Jiddy, Jiddy, Pill!’
Horses make another effort.
Black Driver (with great vigour). ‘Ally Loo! Hi. Jiddy, Jiddy. Pill. Ally Loo!’
Horses almost do it.
Black Driver (with his eyes starting out of his head). ‘Lee, den. Lee, dere. Hi. Jiddy, Jiddy. Pill. Ally Loo. Lee-e-e-e-e!’