By the time our two friends had decided to turn and inquire what had excited my remark, we were ten paces away and gathering speed…
Of course they ran after us, yelling like men possessed.
That was but human.
Then they recovered their wits and raced for their car.
I cried to Berry to sit tight, and opened the door….
"Is he on?" said Adèle, as I took my seat by her side.
I nodded.
"As soon as we're far enough on, we must take him inside. He ought to be safe enough, but I'll bet he's blessing his petticoats. As for you, sweetheart, I don't know which is the finer—your nerve or your wit."
A cool hand stole into mine.
Then—