He shook his head gravely. "I didn't suppose it was as bad as that."
"This makes up," she said gayly.
It was a leisurely meal; and when it had come to an end the memory of it was not the least of its delights.
The air had cooled decidedly, and meeting the stiff breeze Juanita
Sterling shivered. She turned up her coat collar about her neck.
"Are you cold?" he questioned.
"Not much. I shall get used to it in a minute. It was pretty warm in there."
He stopped the car and jumped out. "There are some light-weight robes somewhere," he said.
"Don't bother!" she protested. "I rarely take cold."
But he continued his search.
"There!" he said, putting it around her shoulders, "isn't that better?"