Eve sat in silence for some minutes, watching the pale road rushing towards them out of the darkness. Canterton was not driving the car so strenuously, but was letting her slide along lazily at fifteen miles an hour. Very soon the dawn would be coming up, and the white points of the stars would melt into invisibility.
“We don’t want to be too early.”
“No.”
There was a pause, and then Eve uttered the thoughts of the last half hour.
“One thing troubles me.”
“What is that?”
“Your wife.”
He slackened speed still further, so that he need not watch the road so carefully.
“I feel that I am taking——”
“What is hers?”