His wife sat up.
“Again?”
Jeremy swallowed.
“Again,” he said uncomfortably. “Down Constitution Hill. I tell you, Eve, I could hardly believe my eyes. Just as I got to the Palace, out they stepped. Thirty-three miles an hour. They’re perfectly right.”
“And you promised to keep to twenty.”
“I know. I’m frightfully sorry. It just shows——”
Eve laughed.
“It shows you don’t care a damn. I’ve begged and prayed you just for my sake to go slow. You know why. Because I’m worried to death when you’re out alone. You know it. Over and over again you’ve given your word.”
Jeremy stared upon the floor.
“I’ll give up driving,” he said.