"Swear off what?" asked Evelyn.
"Well, off booze, for one thing."
"You swore off once before, didn't you?"
"Yeah—and that very night I was arrested in El Paso for Vag."
"How long was you off liquor?"
"Till I got out of jail."
"How long was that?"
"Two hours."
The car was moving at a terrific rate of speed, up grade, and down grade. "See if you see any lights coming behind us," said Tony.
"We won't be able to tell until you reach the top of the next grade, but I'll keep a sharp look-out," answered Evelyn, as she turned half around in the seat.