"Beasts!" she ejaculated tersely, while Jerry became so limp with laughter, that he nearly ceased pedalling altogether.
No further adventure befell them during the five-mile journey. The roads were in excellent condition, and the moon was high and frostily bright.
"It's been lovely," Nan declared, as they turned in at her father's gates. "And you're a brick, Jerry!"
"How many waltzes shall I get for it?" was Jerry's prompt rejoinder.
The girl's gay laugh rang silvery through the frosty air. Jerry had been asking the question at intervals all the afternoon.
"I'll give you all the extras," she laughed as she sprang lightly to the ground.
Jerry did not even dismount. His time also was limited.
"Yes?" he called over his shoulder, as he wheeled round and began to ride away. "And?"
"And as many more as I can spare," cried Nan, and with a wave of her hand turned to enter the house.
The laugh was still on her lips as she mounted the steps. The hall-door stood open, and her father's voice hailed her from within.