The Quinn's coachman stared at the broken wheel with a mixture of surprise and worry. He had made sure to oil the wheel and also had made sure to refix the wheel to the carriage to make sure the ride would be smooth and it had been smooth until a few moments ago.
The servant wasn't sure if he should be thankful that the wheel hadn't come off else the carriage would have been dragged for a certain distance before coming to a halt. But on the other hand, there was a possibility that the wheel could have been fixed back. Right now the carriage had broken down, the wheel broken into two halves which in a few seconds broke into another half with a loud sound of the carriage moving down towards the ground.
Both the coachman as well as Penelope cringed hearing and looking at the front left corner of the carriage to fall down.
"Let me go get some help, Miss," the coachman bowed his head.