"Listen," said Isabel. A faint chug-chug was heard in the distance, gradually coming nearer. "It's my car. I wish you hadn't been so quick to get rid of it last night. We could have gone away in it now."
"Never mind, I'll buy you another."
They hoped to reach the turn in the road before the car got there, but failed. Doctor Jack came to a dead stop. "Want a lift?" he asked.
"No, thank you," said Romeo.
"No, thank you," repeated Isabel, primly. Colonel Kent had greeted her with the most chilling politeness, and she burned to get away.
"Say," resumed Romeo, "will you do something for me?"
"Sure," replied the Doctor, cordially. "Anything."
"Will you take a note out to my sister for me? I shan't get back for— some time."
"You bet. Where is it?"
"I haven't written it yet. Just wait a minute."