Outside, just below his eyes, the carriages and motor-cars rolled along in parallel furrows, marked by the double line of refuges. A bright spring sun made the brass-work and the varnish gleam again.
Good morning Madam. Did you realize that your car is parked on a double yellow line? This is no-parking area and you are disrupting the traffic. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a parking ticket.