They did it because it seemed the simplest way out, except Cuthbert, who backed into the station and came up on a cab with the luggage. He looked vindictively at Adelaide Maud as he descended, as though he would say, "This is your doing."
The three conveyances were blocking the wide sweep of gravel in front of the White House.
Adelaide Maud patted one of the horses' heads in an unnecessary manner.
"I must congratulate you on your professorship," said she.
"Thank you," said Cuthbert.
"So nice for your family too, to have you here all summer."
"Excellent," said Cuthbert.
"I don't see how you can run a lectureship when you say so little." Adelaide Maud spoke very crisply, and in a nice cool manner.
Cuthbert looked stolidly at the men carrying in luggage.
"The students will respect me probably," he said grimly.