JULIA.­ I always wondered how anybody could come in a horse!

AMANDA.­ You are too foolish, Julia. They came in the carryall
part. But didn't you start in time?

MRS. PETERKIN.­ It all comes from the carryall being so hard to
turn. I told Mr.

Peterkin we should get into trouble with one of those carryalls that
don't turn easy.

ELIZABETH ELIZA.­ They turn easy enough in the stable, so you
can't tell.

MRS. PETERKIN.­ Yes; we started with the little boys and
Solomon John on the back seat, and Elizabeth Eliza on the front.
She was to drive, and I was to see to the driving. But the horse
was not faced toward Boston.

MOTHER.­ And you tipped over in turning round! Oh, what an
accident!

AMANDA.­ And the little boys­where are they? Are they killed?

ELIZABETH ELIZA.­ The little boys are all safe. We left them at
the Pringles', with Solomon John.

MOTHER.­ But what did happen?

MRS. PETERKIN.­ We started the wrong way.