shelter. If possible, bring the car to 'The Three Bulls,'
Steeple Abbas, by noon tomorrow. Will you sign it?"

I put the pencil into her hand and held the lamp for her to see.
She wrote quickly. When she had finished, I laid the tablets on
the seat, where they must be seen at once. When I looked at her
again, I saw she was smiling.

"So there's something in the nickname, after all?"

"What nickname?" said I. "Red Nat?"

"No. 'Gentleman of the road,' Adam."

"Thank you, Eve. If I could feel my mouth, I'd kiss your hand
for that. As it is- "

I helped her to her feet and set the lamp on the front seat.
Then I bade her stand in the doorway while I wrapped the rug
about her.

"I'm afraid I can't dig you a pathway, so I'm going to carry you
to my car. I used to be able to delve once- "

"When Who was a gentleman?"

"Exactly. And you span. But I'm out of practice now. Besides,
I left my niblick in London. Come along. Don't be frightened if
I slip. I shan't go down. Yes, I'll come back for your
dressing-case."