"Not really? Admiral, I'm
surprised! In these days, you know!"
"It ain't so much the automobiles," snapped Captain Elisha, irritation
getting the better of his discretion, "as 'tis the devilish fools
that--"
"Yes? Oh, all right, Mater."
"That are careless enough to get in the way of them," finished the
captain, with surprising presence of mind. "Still, if Caroline wants to
go--"
"I have it!" exclaimed Mrs. Dunn. "The young people shall go, and the
others remain at home. Malcolm shall take you for a spin, Caroline, and
Captain Warren and I will stay here and wait until you return. We'll
have a family chat, Captain, won't we? Because," with a gay laugh, "in a
way we ARE like one family, you see."
And, somewhat to Miss Warren's surprise, her uncle agreed to this
proposition. He did not answer immediately, but, when he did, it was
with heartiness.
"Why, yes," he said, "that's a good idea. That's fust-rate. You young
folks go, and Mrs. Dunn and I'll wait here till you come back. That's
the way of the world--young folks on the go, and the old folks at home
by the fire, hey, Mrs. Dunn?"
The lady addressed did not relish being numbered with "old folks," but
she smiled sweetly, and said she supposed it was. Malcolm telephoned to
the garage and to Edwards at the Warren apartment, ordering the butler
to deliver his mistress's auto cap and cloak to the chauffeur, who would
call for them.
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