The driver regarded them curiously. "Don't you think you'd better pull off to the side of the road a little? Pretty narrow passing there."
The girls looked at the road in surprise. "Why, so it is. Isn't that too bad?"
"Can you drive off to the side?"
"No, indeed, father does not allow us to drive."
"I'll give you a push," he said very obligingly, and came at once to their assistance. He frowned a little when he saw the car in gear, and the brakes set, but he released them without comment, and the girls helping bravely, the disgraced red car was moved out of the main road.
"Shall I tow you back to town?"
The girls winced visibly. Be towed home in disgrace—rather would they sit there and freeze and starve and die of hunger and thirst forever.
"Oh, no, thank you. We'll just wait for father."
"Where is your father?"