For goodness sake never mind about
iodine now--sit down and attend to your driving, like a good man!
_Driver_. You will thoroughly understand, my horses require _no_
attention. (_Sleepily._) No attention whatever. I assure you I am
perfectly competent to drive this car and give you information
going along at the same time. (_The car takes another corner rather
abruptly._) Simply matter of habit. (_Gravely._) Matter'f habit!
_A Serious Exc._ (_in an undertone._) A very _bad_ habit, I'm afraid.
It's really time somebody else took the reins from him!
_The M.M._ (_overhearing_). I'm afraid they mean me--I wish now I'd
never touched the reins at all!
_Driver_. The Church we are now coming to, is St. Martin's, built in
the year eleven 'undred.
_A Female Exc._ (_critically_). It _has_ got an old-fashioned look
about it, certainly.
_A Male Exc._ There's nothing to see inside of these old churches. I
went in one the other day, and I was looking up at the rafters, and
I saw a sort o' picture there, and I said, "Ullo--they've been
advertising Pears' Soap here, or something." But when I looked again,
it was only an old fresco. I was so little interested I walked out
without tipping the Verger!
_The Female Exc._ That Church we went to on Sunday evening is very
old.
_Her Comp._ Is it? How do you know?
_The F.E._ Why, my dress was covered with bits of fluff out of the
hassock!
_Driver.
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