"I think I'll drop in and ask them, too."
She shrugged. "Go ahead," she said with the noncommittal attitude of youth. "You didn't happen to notice whether the mailbox flag was up, did you?"
I hadn't, but I espied back quickly and said, "No, it isn't."
"Then the mailman hasn't been to deliver," she said. "Mind if I ride back to the house with you, mister?"
"Hop in."
She smiled brightly and got in quickly. I took off down the road toward the house at an easy pace. She seemed interested in the car, and finally said, "I've never been in a car like this before. New?"
"Few weeks," I responded.
"Fast?"
"If you want to make it go fast. She'll take this rocky road at fifty, if anyone wants to be so foolish."
"Let's see."