The only words of which she could think were "My goodness me!" so she said them.
"If it would not upset your plans, or change your arrangements in any way." He had slowed down and let go of the steering handle, so that the great machine crawled aimlessly about from one side of the road to the other.

"I know very well that I am not clever or anything of that sort, but still I would do all I can to make you very happy.

Don't you think that in time you might come to like me a little bit ?" Ida gave a cry of fright.

"I won't like you if you run me against a brick wall," she said, as the machine rasped up against the curb "Do attend to the steering." "Yes, I will.

But tell me, Ida, whether you will come with me." "Oh, I don't know.