Toney drove up in her motor with a sudden dash very much like herself, and entered the drawing-room at Waycott Hall a few days after. She looked so radiant and happy as she stood in the doorway, that Miss Waycott, who was sitting alone, could not help smiling at the charming picture.
"How do you do, Miss Waycott? Please forgive me, but I wanted to see Mr. Waycott and tell him——"
"Shall I do instead? Lewis is out about the place somewhere. Sit down if you have time."
"Time! Oh! I just spend my time in making time now! But you will be glad to hear one thing."
"What is it? It is evidently good news by your face."
"I can drive the motor quite well now, and so can Jim! Mr. Waycott saw us going up a hedge so he won't believe it; but I've got my certificate, and Mr. Hughes, the London man, said I took to it like a duck to water. It's lovely, glorious! You have such a go-a-head-and-be-jolly sort of feeling. You will let me drive you somewhere, Miss Waycott, won't you?"
Miss Waycott's keen face was all smiles.
"May I wait till you are quite proficient? I have delicate nerves!"
"Pity! I haven't any. Jim and I can go anywhere now. Of course it's not so nice as driving horses, but it's exciting, and it's quicker if you are in a hurry, and you don't feel sorry for the animals."
Lewis had scented the motor-car and hurried in. Even a sight of Toney did him good.