He was also in a lively mood, and talked with great freedom.

"Do you know," said he, "that Edith wanted to drive you over to the inn?
Think of that! But it had all been cut and dried that I should go, and I was not going to listen to any such nonsense.

Besides, you might want somebody to help you take your machine apart and pack it up." I was well satisfied to be accompanied by the boy and not by his sister, and with the wheels and his tongue rattling along together, we soon reached the inn.
Percy drove past it and was about to turn into the entrance of the yard, but I stopped him.

"I suppose your wheel is back there," he said.
"Yes," said I, "but I will get out here." "All right," he replied, "I'll drive around to the sheds." At the open door of the large room I met Mrs.Chester, evidently on her way out-of-doors.

She wore a wide straw hat, her hands were gloved, and she carried a basket and a pair of large shears.