Pushing hard on the tiller, Honour was jostled over rightwards up against the Royal Engineer's flank as the carriage, under her amateur control, swerved to avoid a hapless pony who stepped out into the path without looking. The shocked pedestrian jumped back as she navigated around him, then stared dumbfounded as the ponyless carriage carried on with little more than the quiet 'pffsht-pffsht' burble of its steam engine.