She had taken off her hat and tossed it on to the table, and now she had dropped into a brief, uneasy slumber born of sheer fatigue and excitement.
"Molly!" At the sound of Sara's voice she opened big, startled eyes and stared incredulously.
Sara moved swiftly to her.
"Molly dear," she said, "I've come to take you home." At that Molly started up, broad awake in an instant.
"You?
How did you come here ?" she stammered.

Then, realization waking in her eyes: "But I'm not coming back with you.

We've only stopped for petrol.

Lester's outside, somewhere, seeing about it now.

We're driving back to the car." "Yes, I know.