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Brewster's Millions by George Barr McCutcheon
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to keep out of the way they shouldn't kick if they get run over."

"I don't mean the people or the automobiles or traps or trees or
monuments, Monty; I mean you and me. I know we'll either be killed
or arrested."

"This isn't anything to the gait I'll be going if everything turns
out as I expect. Don't be worried, Babs. Besides it's one now.
Lord, I didn't dream it was so late."

"Is your appointment so important?" she asked, hanging on.

"Well, I should say it is, and--look out--you blooming idiot! Do
you want to get killed?" The last remark was hurled back at an
indignant pedestrian who had escaped destruction by the merest
chance.

"Here we are," he said, as they drew up beside the entrance to the
Elevated. "Thanks awfully,--you're a corker,--sorry to leave you
this way. I'll tell you all about it later. You're a dear to help
me keep my appointment."

"Seems to me you helped yourself," she cried after him as he
darted up the steps. "Come up for tea some day and tell me who the
lady is."

After he had gone Miss Drew turned to her chauffeur, who was in
the tonneau. Then she laughed unrestrainedly, and the faintest
shadow of a grin stole over the man's face.

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