No man in a gig could see, or feel, or think, like merry users of their legs.
She climbed in a helpless way into the gig, and sat waiting for her husband.
Doctor Dalichamp had clambered into his gig and was calling to Maurice.
The doctor gaily got into his gig and exclaimed: 'All right, my dear, I will attend to your cow.
The gig had just reached the rising ground on which ...