"I am driving the stage."
"Regularly?" There was something in the tone and look that made Keith wish to say no, but he said doggedly:
"I have done it regularly, and was glad to get the opportunity."
He was conscious of a certain change in Wickersham's manner toward him.
As they drove along he asked Wickersham about Norman and his people, but the other answered rather curtly.
Norman had married.
"Yes." Keith had heard that. "He married Miss Caldwell, didn't he? She was a very pretty girl."
"What do you know about here?" Wickersham asked. His tone struck Keith.
"Oh, I met her once. I suppose they are very much in love with each other?"
Wickersham gave a short laugh. "In love with Norman! Women don't fall in love with a lump of ice."