text:  It is true the good rector's maiden sisters privately hinted to me their horror of the recklessness with which--sometimes with her sister oftener without but wholly unattended--she drove her little pony-chaise through the village laughing like a madcap at pranks of a huge Newfoundland dog named Sergeant the favourite of General Stanley which while escorting the young ladies used to gambol into the cottages overset furniture and children and scamper out again amid a general uproar