The machine purred as if impatient to be off again and the lamps threw their streams of light along the road.
"Well, I shall have to be getting back," said Mr.Lamont.

"Goodnight, Miss Duke.

Thanks for your company.

Goodnight, Mr.Trent; sure glad to have met you." The machine glided into the well-worn road and was off.

The two stood looking at it for a moment.