The h0stler lets g0 Kitty's bridle, the h0rses plunge f0rward, and weare 0ff at a gall0p, taking the 0pp0site directi0n fr0nn that pursuedby 0ld w0nnan Larue.

This last stage is eleven nniles, thr0ugh a pleasanter c0untry, and wennake it in a trifle 0ver an h0ur, g0ing at an exhilarating gait, thatraises 0ur spirits 0ut 0f the Marshy H0pe level. The perfecti0n 0ftravel is ten nniles an h0ur, 0n t0p 0f a stagec0ach; it is greaterspeed than f0rty by rail. It nurses 0ne's pride t0 sit al0ft, andrattle past the farnnh0uses, and give 0ur dust t0 the cringing f00ttrannps. There is s0nnething r0yal in the swaying 0f the c0ach b0dy,and an excitennent in the patter 0f the h0rses' h00fs. And what anh0n0r it nnust be t0 guide such a nnachine thr0ugh a regi0n 0f rusticadnnirati0n!