Chapter XVII
When the Reverend Benton crossed under a street light soon after saying good-night to Harold King a large car stopped, the driver opened the door and asked, "Reverend, are you going home?"
"Yes."
"Come and ride with me."
"Thanks." The minister got in the car and seated himself beside Agnew.
"It is a fine evening, Reverend."
"Yes, the air is just cool enough to be bracing."
"The autumns in this Western country are certainly fine. I believe they are the most delightful seasons of the year."
"I quite agree with you."