He came and knocked me up about five o'clock, and begged me to come and try." She looked at him with peculiar steadfastness.

There was nothing in her eyes or her expression to suggest belief or disbelief in his words.
"But I have heard you say so often," she remarked, "that you knew absolutely nothing about the mechanism of a car, and that you would not drive one for anything in the world." He nodded.
"I am not proud of my skill," he answered, "but I did try at Homburg once.

There was nothing else to do, and I had some idea of buying a small car for touring in the Black Forest.

If you doubt my words, you can ask any of the servants.

They saw me bring the car up the avenue later in the morning." "It was being dragged up," she reminded him.