He seemed like a ray of light in the gloom.
"I'll meet you," she said.
They arranged the hour and then she went on her way home.
The big car sped through River Park.

Rose shivered a little as she peered into the darkness of the grove.

Then the car shot under the last electric light, out into the country, with the level road white in the moonlight, and the river gleaming below.

There was a steady, even rush of wind.

The car hummed and droned and sang.