'What am I to do?' shouted Mr. Winkle, after the dodging had been prolonged for a considerable time.'What am I to do? I can't get on him.'
'You had better lead him till we come to a turnpike,'replied Mr. Pickwick from the chaise.
'But he won't come!' roared Mr. Winkle. 'Do come and hold him.'
Mr. Pickwick was the very personation of kindness and humanity: he threw the reins on the horse's back,and having descended from his seat, carefully drew the chaise into the hedge, lest anything should come along the road, and stepped back to the assistance of his distressed companion, leaving Mr. Tupman and Mr. Snodgrass in the vehicle.