In any case, it came
swiftly and went as quickly, leaving them paler than before and
vastly self-conscious. And after that brief, searching look they knew
that they could never be as they were before the exchange. They were
no longer strangers to each other, but shy comrades and filled with a
delicious sense of wonder.
Robin gave hurried directions through the speaking tube to the
attentive footman, and so explicit were these directions that the
greatest excitement prevailed upon the decorous front seat of the
car--first the footman looked back along the road, then the
chauffeur, after which a thrill of excitement seemed to fairly race
up and down their liveried backs. The car itself took a notion to
quiver with the promise of joy unrestrained. In less than a minute
they were going more than a mile a minute over a short stretch of the
Avenue de Longchamp. At the Porte de Hippodrome they slowed down and
ran into the Bois, taking the first road to the left. In a few
minutes they were scudding past Longchamp at a "fair clip" to quote
R.
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