It was dark, quiet, free of the bouncing grandeur
of Kynances. Getting by with doing as little as you can? Sam sped on, with a feeling
of power, of dominatingthe universe, at twelve dizzy miles an hour. Samimpatiently
cleared a peep-hole with the heel of his glove. First, I think Ill take a vacation,
Sam said doubtfully.
Very gravely: No, just a scared lump of meat thats
telling youhe worships you! He will like hell take my caravans away from
me!
But I may want to take a four-months rest in
Europe. Hadnt he kept the price down to the verylowest at which his kind of car
could be built?
Now to real business, old man, Kynance
blatted.
He wasnot a Babbitt, not a Rotarian, not an Elk,
not a deacon. He was not happy about it, when he let himself think
abstractly.
Therell be time for you to create a dozen new kinds
of cars whenwe come back. But he was too busy to be discontented; and he managed to
believethat Fran loved him. He couldnot endure the fustiness of the old boys at the
club. Ive had several offersand turned them down. My way ofbeing diplomatic is to
come out flat.
You can take iteasy and just think up mean ideas to
shove over. Tonight he was particularly uplifted because he was driving hisfirst
car. Im a very active female, Sam, and Iwant to do something besides sitting around
Zenith. At the Canoe Club he was greeted by Tub Pearson, admirable in whitekid
gloves. The next is with Levering Mott, and hesalready ruined three of my two
slippers.