I'll do the best I conscientiously can for you." Johnny stood waiting for the stream of the traffic to stop for the cross-current, so that he could go over to the subway, when a big blue touring car stopped just in front of him, and the driver, a hearty young woman all in blue, including plumes and shoes, hailed him joyously.
"Jump in, Johnny!" she invited.

"I found a four-leaf clover this morning--and here I'm lucky already.

Sammy, run into the drug store for some chocolates.

Johnny, sit up here with me." Sammy Chirp, who tied his own cravats and did them nicely, smiled feebly in recognition of Johnny Gamble, lugged Miss Polly Parson's bouquet, parasol, fan, hand-bag and coat back into the tonneau and went upon his errand.
"Thanks, Sammy," said Johnny, and clambered into young Chirp's place in the car.

"Where are you going to take me ?" "Any place you say," rejoined Polly.
"Drive over on Seventh Avenue, then," he directed.