"Better, old chap," she said gently.
I tried to sit up, but she set a hand upon my chest.
"Don't say I fainted?" I said.
She smiled and nodded.
"But I understand," she said, "that you have a wonderful excuse."
"Not for ser-wooning," said I. "Of course we did hurry, but…."
Piers burst in excitedly.
"There isn't another driver in all——"
"Rot," said I. "Jonah would have done it with a quarter of an hour to spare."
So he would.