etings toll-free.

'No,' replied Jog, pompously handing Sponge the whip and reins.

He then rose deliberately from his seat, and slowly unbuttoned each
particular button of the brown great-coat he had over the tight black
hunting one. He then unbuttoned the black, and next the right-hand pocket
of the white moleskins, in which he carried his money. He then deliberately
fished up his green-and-gold purse, a souvenir of Miss Smiler (the
plaintiff in the breach-of-promise action, Smiler _v._ Jogglebury), and
holding it with both hands before his eyes, to see which end contained the
silver, he slowly drew the slide, and took out a shilling, though there
were plenty of sixpences in.

This gave the man an errand into the toll-house to get one, and, by way of
marking his attention, when he returned he said, in the negative way that
country people put a question:

'You'll not need a ticket, will you?'

'Ticket (puff), ticket (wheeze)?' repeated Jog thoughtfully. 'Yes, I'll
take a ticket,' said he.

'Oh! hang it, no,' replied Sponge; 'let's get on!' stamping against the
bottom of the phaeton to set the horse a-going. 'Costs nothin',' observed
Jog drily, drawing the reins, as the man again returned to the gate-house.

A considerable delay then took place; first, Pikey had to find his glasses,
as he called his spectacles, to look out a one-horse-chaise ticket. Then he
had to look out the tickets, when he found he had all sorts except a
one-horse-chaise one ready--waggons, hearses, mourning-coaches,
saddle-horses, chaises and pair, mules, asses, every sort but the one that
was wanted. Well, then he had to fill one up, and to do this he had, first,
to find the ink-horn, and then a pen that would 'mark,' so that,
altogether, a delay took place that would have been peculiarly edifying to
a Kennington Common or Lambeth gate-keeper to witness.

But it was not all over yet. Having got the ticket Jog examined it
minutely, to see that it was all right, then held it to his nose to smell
it, and ultimately drew the purse slide, and deposited it among the
sovereigns. He then restored that expensive trophy to his pocket, shook his
leg, to send it down, then buttoned the pocket, and took the tight black
coat with both hands and dragged it across his chest, so as to get his
stomach in. He then gasped and held his breath, making himself as small as
possible, while he coaxed the buttons into the holes; and that difficult
process being at l