Waal, let me show you what this little packet of lightening can do. With this back seat raised she will take four of you into the city in just one-third of the time that your horses would take you on their backs. And you arrive spick and span as a daisy in your glad rags instead of carrying your things to change every time there is a dance or a the-atre.
Nora.
(Clapping her hands.) Splendid, simply splendid. Wouldn’t that be lovely!
Loveday.
It might.
Gordon.
If it didn’t jib half way.
Varlie.
No, siree. Not if you drive her right.