Are you going to help me ?" "With all my heart! Go home and work until your head clears, then come back in the morning.

She did not come from Chicago for a day.

You've done all I know to do at present." "Thank you," said the Harvester.
He went to Betsy and Belshazzar, and slowly drove up and down the streets until Betsy protested and calmly turned homeward.

The Harvester smiled ruefully as he allowed her to proceed.
"Go slow and take it easy," he said as they reached the country.

"I want to think." Betsy stopped at the barn, the white doves took wing, and Ajax screamed shrilly before the Harvester aroused in the slightest to anything around him.