“Bob,” said Kirk, “you’ll have to get on without me for a day or two. Make yourself at home. You know where everything is.”
“I can satisfy my simple needs. Thinking of going away?”
“I’ve got to go up to Connecticut. I don’t know how long I shall be away.”
“Take your time,” said Mr. Penway affably. “Going in the auto?”
“Yes.”
“The weather is very pleasant for automobiling just now,” remarked Mr. Penway.
Ten minutes later, having thrown a few things together into a bag, Kirk took his place at the wheel. Mamie sat beside him. The bag had the rear seat to itself.
“There seems to be plenty of room still,” said Mr. Penway. “I have half a mind to come with you.”
He looked at Mamie.