What a rate have I gone on at, curvetting and frisking it away, two up and two down for four volumes[4.8] together, without looking once behind, or even on one side of me, to see whom I trod upon! --I'll tread upon no one----quoth I to myself when I mounted ------I'll take a good rattling gallop; but I'll not hurt the poorest jackass upon the road. ----So off I set----up one lane------down another, through this turnpike----over that, as if the arch-jockey of jockeys had got behind me.

What a rate have I gone on at, frisking it away for four volumes, without looking once behind, to see whom I trod upon!
'I'll tread upon no one,' quoth I to myself when I mounted - 'I'll take a good rattling gallop; but I'll not hurt the poorest jackass upon the road.'
So off I set - up one lane - down another, through this turnpike - over that, as if the champion jockeys were behind me.
