'I've nae umburella,' she said, piteously regarding her fine
feathers. 'Ma things'll be ruined.'

'I'll get ye a cab,' he said after some hesitation induced less by
consideration of the expense than by the sheer novelty of the
proceeding. Ere she could respond he was gone. Not without
trouble and a thorough drenching he discovered a decrepit
four-wheeler.

Maggie had never been so proud as at the moment when he handed her
in, awkwardly enough, but with a certain shy respectfulness which
she found entirely delicious.

He gave the man the address, learned the fare, then came back to
the door and handed the girl the necessary money.

'Na!' she cried in a panic, 'I'll no gang unless ye come wi' me.
I--I wud be feart to sit ma lane in the cab. Come, lad; ye've
plenty time.'

He had no more than enough, but he got in after telling the man to
drive as quickly as possible.

'Sit here,' she said, patting the cushion at her side.

He obeyed, and then followed a long pause while the cab rattled
over the granite. She unpinned and removed her hat and leaned
against him heavily yet softly.