“Oh, I am so glad I’ve run across you,” she exclaimed.
“You almost did,” laughed Roy.
“Did what?”
“Run across me, of course,” was the response. “But what are you doing in town? And driving your own car, too. Where is Jimsy?”
“Oh, he had to do an errand for father.”
“And so you are acting as chauffeur?”
“Yes, don’t I make a nice one?”
“You certainly do,” rejoined the lad with a great deal of emphasis.
“Well, that being the case, you are commanded to jump in by me at once. I’ve got an errand or two to do and then I’m driving home. We’ll go by your place and I can drop you there.”
“That’s very good of you––” began Roy, but Jess cut him short.