He gave me his arm, and the two officers courteously bowed me out, and we found at the door a phaeton or barouche with a postilion and post horses. Mr. Bucket handed me in and took his own seat on the box. The man in uniform whom he had sent to fetch this equipage then handed him up a dark lantern at his request, and when he had given a few directions to the driver, we rattled away.

We found at the door a phaeton with a postilion and post horses. Mr. Bucket handed me in and took his own seat on the box. He took a lantern, gave a few directions to the driver, and we rattled away.
