Brown Hat. This coach is rather behind its time to-day, I guess.
Straw Hat. (Doubtingly.) Yes, sir.
Brown Hat. (Looking at his watch.) Yes, sir; nigh upon two hours.
Straw Hat. (Raising his eyebrows in very great surprise.) Yes, sir!
Brown Hat. (Decisively, as he puts up his watch.) Yes, sir.
All the other inside Passengers. (Among themselves.) Yes, sir.
Coachman. (In a very surly tone.) No it an’t.
Straw Hat. (To the coachman.) Well, I don’t know, sir. We were a pretty tall time coming that last fifteen mile. That’s a fact.
The coachman making no reply, and plainly declining to enter into any controversy on a subject so far removed from his sympathies and feelings, another passenger says, ‘Yes, sir;’ and the gentleman in the straw hat in acknowledgment of his courtesy, says ‘Yes, sir,’ to him, in return. The straw hat then inquires of the brown hat, whether that coach in which he (the straw hat) then sits, is not a new one? To which the brown hat again makes answer, ‘Yes, sir.’
Straw Hat. I thought so. Pretty loud smell of varnish, sir?