"By Jove, though! Do you?" says he. "Would—would you risk another ride with me, Ann? I know Adelbaran didn't show up very well but——"
"But your disposition did," cuts in Ann. "And if you're going to insist on driving around the country in such a rattle-trap machine I—I think I'd better be with you—always."
And say, I don't think I ever heard so much pep thrown into the weddin' march as when Barry Crane pumps it out that afternoon. He's wearin' a broad grin, too.
Soon as I has a chance I whispers the news to Vee. "Really?" says she. "Isn't that fine! And I must say Barry is a lucky chap."
"Well, he's some whizz himself," says I. "Bound to be or else he couldn't run a car a mile and a half just on his breath."
CHAPTER XIV
SUBBING FOR THE BOSS
How's that? Has something happened to me? Course there has. Something generally does, and if I ever get to the point where it don't I hope I shall have pep enough left to use the self-starter. Uh-huh. That's the way I give the hail to a new day—grinnin' and curious.