"As soon as he stops," directed Benson, "drive us over alongside. Don't say anything to him. Let me do the talking."
In a moment more Jack was out on the sidewalk, talking earnestly with the driver just returned.
"You've had a long trip of it," guessed Jack, noting the warm condition of the horses.
"You bet," nodded the other driver.
"Just got back from taking the tall woman in gray somewhere."
"Yep. But do you call it 'somewhere'? I'd call it most anywhere."
"How far was it?" asked Jack.
"What do you want to know for?" demanded the Jehu, looking with sudden sharpness at his questioner.
"Because we'd like to go to the same place that you took the woman," returned Benson, promptly.
"Huh! I took her for three dollars. I wouldn't go over that trip again for less'n five."