The general’s carriage was ready, but the president told him it was impossible for him to use it, since it was useless to blindfold the master if the coachman knew through what streets he went. “What must be done then?” asked the general.⁠—“I have my carriage here,” said the president.

“ ‘ “Have you, then, so much confidence in your servant that you can entrust him with a secret you will not allow me to know?”

“ ‘ “Our coachman is a member of the club,” said the president; “we shall be driven by a State-Councillor.”