“The goddess may end in the ditch.”
“Mort!”
“Or get a blow-out—you came near it, Patty.”
“I didn’t, Mort—ever.”
“How about——?”
He was going to say John Doe, but she put her fingers over his lips so that he only mumbled.
“No, Mort—I’m a prudent goddess—a chauffeuse extraordinary.”
“I’m sure of that, but——”
“But what?”