car! May you never have another accident!" She kisses her hand to
the car, upon which they both look back as they slowly leave it.

MR. RICHARDS, kissing his hand in the like manner: "Good-by, sweet
chariot! May you never carry any but bridal couples!"

MISS GALBRAITH: "Or engaged ones!"

MR. RICHARDS: "Or husbands going home to their wives!"

MISS GALBRAITH: "Or wives hastening to their husbands."

MR. RICHARDS: "Or young ladies who have waited one train over, so as
to be with the young men they hate."

MISS GALBRAITH: "Or young men who are so indifferent that they
pretend to be asleep when the young ladies come in!" They pause at
the door and look back again. "'And must I leave thee, Paradise?'"
They both kiss their hands to the car again, and, their faces being
very close together, they impulsively kiss each other. Then Miss
Galbraith throws back her head, and solemnly confronts him. "Only
think, Allen! If this car hadn't broken ITS engagement, we might
never have mended ours."