The policeman declared the Marquis drove about 100 yards on the pavement in the Haymarket, and about 100 yards more upon the pavement in Piccadilly. The concussion against the post was so great, that the woman was thrown six yards out of the cab.
Marquis: I was thrown out myself. The fact is, I consider this charge to be quite unwarranted. No one was hurt, and the policeman exceeded his duty in taking me to the station house.
Mr. Dyer: The policeman states you were intoxicated.
Marquis: Why, I had been about all night, and I don’t think I was very sober.
Policeman: You had your collar and shirt open, and your chest was quite exposed.
Marquis: I was dressed just as I am at present.
Policeman: Your coat is now buttoned up; it was not so when I took you in charge. You said, when I took you, you would defy your brother to drive your horse.
Marquis: I might have said so because none of my brothers are in town. But the horse is only four years old, has never
had a collar on before, and I’ll defy any man to drive him the length of this street.
Mr. Dyer: It was the more imprudent on your lordship’s part to bring such an unsafe animal into the public streets, especially at the present time, when the streets are more than usually thronged. Have you any witnesses?