It seemed even a little stronger.

Gerald resumed his seat.
"It isn't worth while to stay at Holt," he said quietly.

"We are scarcely seven miles from home now.

Sit still for a few minutes and get your wind." "Only seven miles," the chauffeur repeated more cheerfully.

"That's something, anyway." "And all downhill." "Towards the sea, then ?" "Straight to the sea," Gerald told him.