"The house is asleep," said Jerry, explanatorily.
"So I see," and Brent glanced up at the darkened windows. There was a moment's pause. Then out of the embarrassing silence Jerry remarked:
"Just coming from the dance? I didn't see you there."
"No," replied the uncomfortable Brent. "I was restless and just strolled here."
"Oh! Let us go on to the road."
"Right," said the other man, and they walked on.
Before they had gone a few steps Jerry stopped abruptly. Right in front of him at the gate was a forty-horse-power "Mercedes" automobile.
"Strolled here? Why, you have your car!" said Jerry.
"Yes," replied Brent hurriedly. "It's a bright night for a spin."
The two men went on out of hearing.