human
Did Mr. Winston--er--say anything about my driving?
gpt
Well, my lord, his orders were that it should be as you pleased. But perhaps I had better mention that driving is careless in Paris, with cabs and automobiles all over the road, to say nothing of the trams; and then there's the keeping to the right instead of the left. If you should happen to get a little confused, my lord, not being accustomed to drive in France----
human
I wish I had a _mille_ note for every time I've driven a four-in-hand through this blessed town, said I.
gpt
I'm not afraid if you're not.
human
Oh, my lord, I've been in so many accidents, one or two more can't matter, he replied, as Hercules might have replied if asked whether he were equal to a Thirteenth Labour in odd moments.
gpt
When I was jockey in Count Tokai's racing stables, a horse went mad and kicked me nearly to death. Then I was a racer in old bicycling days, and had several bad spills. This scar on my face I got in a smash with one of the first Benz cars made. My master thought it a fine thing at that time to go ten miles an hour, and before he'd driven much, my lord, he was determined to take the car through the streets of Düsseldorf himself. There was a wagon coming one way----
human
Thank you, I cut in,
gpt
I'll bear the rest of that story another time. I'm not sure it would exhilarate me much at the moment. We'll be off now, and I'll do my best not to adorn you with a second scar.
human
No, I _won't_ scream or seize the reins till I must!