'There is. What guarantee have I that you won't double-cross me?'
Sam smiled, relieved.
'You forget that I told you I was about to be married, sir. My wife won't let me!'
Mr Ford waved his hand towards the automobile.
'Jump in,' he said briefly, 'and tell him where to drive to.
You're engaged!'
Chapter 18
'No manners!' said Mrs Drassilis. 'None whatever. I always said so.'
She spoke bitterly. She was following the automobile with an offended eye as it moved down the drive.
The car rounded the corner. Sam turned and waved a farewell. Mr and Mrs Ford, seated close together in the tonneau, did not even look round.
Mrs Drassilis sniffed disgustedly.