For three seconds they were abreast, and Nan hammered her cavalier on the back with her muff in a fever of impatience.

Then the motor glided ahead, leaving only the fumes of its petrol to exasperate the already heated Nan.
"Beasts!" she ejaculated tersely, while Jerry became so limp with laughter, that he nearly ceased pedalling altogether.
No further adventure befell them during the five-mile journey.

The roads were in excellent condition, and the moon was high and frostily bright.
"It's been lovely," Nan declared, as they turned in at her father's gates.

"And you're a brick, Jerry!" "How many waltzes shall I get for it ?" was Jerry's prompt rejoinder.
The girl's gay laugh rang silvery through the frosty air.

Jerry had been asking the question at intervals all the afternoon.
"I'll give you all the extras," she laughed as she sprang lightly to the ground.
Jerry did not even dismount.