He nodded to the man and drove on to the corner, turned and went a block, and turned again.

The streets seemed very quiet, so Johnny supposed that it was late, though the clock set in the instrument board was not running.
They went on, out of the town and into a road that wound up long hills and down to the foot of others which it straightway climbed.

Cliff did not drive so fast now, though their speed was steady.

Twice he stopped to walk over to some house near the road and have speech with the owner.

He was inquiring the way, he explained to Johnny, who did not believe him; Cliff drove with too much certainty, seemed too familiar with certain unexpected twists in the road, to be a stranger upon it, Johnny thought.