Marie rubbed her bare arms. “I’ll get a coat out when we get there,” she said.
In ten minutes they reached the town and Raven stopped the car outside a small all−wood hotel. He went round to the boot and helped her get out a light dust−coat. He also took out a rug.
They went into the hotel together. The clock was just striking a quarter to twelve. They went into a deserted lobby and ordered coffee and rum from a startled negro waiter.
“Tired?” Raven asked, as they sipped the steaming coffee.
She shook her head. “We’ll go on.” She was very decided about it. Raven grinned to himself.
They got up to go when they had finished. She said, “Shall I drive?”
He nodded. “Sure, if you want to. We’ll go on to Columbia, then maybe we’ll get some sleep.”
She bit her lip. “Couldn’t you sleep now? Then we could drive all the time.”
“So we could,” he said. “You’re sure in a hurry to get there, ain’t you?”
And he followed her out to the car.