"Tea for seven!" I said to myself; but the kettle was large, if the cups were few.
It took half an hour to dig the car out, and push her up from the hollow where the snow lay thickest. When she stood only a foot deep, she consented readily to move. We bade good-bye to the five men, for whom we had emptied our not-too-well filled pockets, and forged, bumbling, past St. Flour. It was a great strain for a heavy car, and the chauffeur only said, "I thought so!" when a chain snapped five or six miles farther on.
"What a good thing Lady Turnour isn't here!" said I, as he doctored the wounded Aigle.
“It took half an hour to dig the car out, and push her up from the hollow where the snow lay thickest”
"Lots of girls would be in a blue funk," said he. "I could shake that beastly woman for not taking you with her."
"Oh!" I exclaimed. "When I'm not doing you any harm!"