"Mrs. Hamilton, won't you trust yourself in the new motor? I've got my certificate in my pocket."
"Yes, come along, Aunt Delia; I want to come, too, and go round by Deep Hollow. Miss Whitburn thinks she will like to buy it, and I must get as much as I can out of her," said Lewis gravely.
"My dear Lewis, you always cheat yourself," sighed Mrs. Hamilton, who was hopelessly literal.
"I know riches have no attraction for you! Yes, I will come. Is there room for Maud?"
"Of course, I bought a very roomy car; you see it's got to be very useful, but some of my friends won't mind being squashed."
Mrs. Hamilton was not going to let Lewis drive about alone with the heiress.
In a few minutes they were going rather briskly through the park where the trees were turning into gold, then out upon the lonely high road till Deep Hollow was reached.
"Will you wait a few minutes, Aunt Delia, as I must extol my wares," and Lewis led Toney towards his unlet farm.
"You might make the farm, too, very useful for a caretaker or your chief constable!" said Lewis.
"I must go and live there myself!"