“Oh! I want to drive. I must learn.”
“You’ll have to ask Mr. Howbridge about that,” Neale told her.
“Oh!”
“Yes, ma’am! He told me that I shouldn’t allow anybody to run the car but a properly qualified person.”
“You don’t mean it?” gasped the eager girl.
“That’s right! A person with a license.”
“I can’t believe it, Neale O’Neil!” wailed Agnes. “How am I ever going to learn, then?”
“You’ll have to go to the garage as I did and take lessons.”
Agnes pouted over this. Mrs. Heard, meanwhile, was saying to Ruth:
“Yes, the stealing of my nephew’s auto was an outrage. Politics in this county are most disgraceful. If we women voted——”