“Then I will accept your kind offer.”
In a trice Carl was seated next to Julia, with his valise at his feet.
“Won’t you drive, Mr. Crawford?” said the young lady.
“Don’t let me take the reins from you.”
“I don’t think it looks well for a lady to drive when a gentleman is sitting beside her.”
Carl was glad to take the reins, for he liked driving.
“Now for a race!” said Gilbert, who was mounted on his bicycle.
“All right!” replied Carl. “Look out for us!”
They started, and the two kept neck and neck till they entered the driveway leading up to a handsome country mansion.
Carl followed them into the house, and was cordially received by Mr. and Mrs. Vance, who were very kind and hospitable, and were favorably impressed by the gentlemanly appearance of their son’s friend.