Moss hadn't spoken of Miss Dolly while we were at work; but directly the engine started he remembered his business, and turned on me like a fury. "Whed did you say she started off?" he asked. "About two this afternoon, I think." "In whose car?" "Why, his lordship's, of course." "She seems pretty thick with the dobility. Perhaps I'd better give her a chadce of paying?" I smiled.