Mrs. Somers, in surprise: "Must you?"
Campbell: "Yes; these drifts will be over my ears directly."
Mrs. Curwen: "You poor man! You don't mean to say you're walking?"
Campbell: "I shall be, in about half a minute."
Mrs. Curwen: "Indeed you shall not! You shall be driving—with me. I've a vacancy in the coupé, and I'll set you down wherever you like."
Campbell: "Won't it crowd you?"
Mrs. Curwen: "Not at all."
Campbell: "Or incommode you in any way?"
Mrs. Curwen: "It will oblige me in every way."
Campbell: "Then I will go, and a thousand thanks. Good-by again, Mrs. Somers."