He with the gnawed yellow mustache pushed himself clear of the barouche, his smouldering cigar butt dropping to the floor.
"The Crisis, Volume 6"
Winston Churchill
However, when the barouche pulled up in front of a house in Adelaide Crescent, Mr. Moore had his own proposal to make.
"Prince Fortunatus"
William Black
But this barouche that drove up?
"Prince Fortunatus"
William Black