consciousness of incongruity. She thought at first that he did this as
the Southern boy of culture and refinement unconsciously drops into the
tones and dialect of the negro, by daily association. His constant use
of the expressive and characteristic "Gee" was startling, to say the
least. And yet it came from his lips in such a boyish way she felt sure
that it was due to his embarrassment in the unusual position in which he
had found himself with her.

His helplessness with the dictionary was proof, of course, that he was
no scholar. And yet a boy might have a fair education in the schools of
today and be unfamiliar with this ponderous and dignified encyclopedia
of words. It was impossible to believe that he was illiterate. His
clothes, his carriage, even his manners made such an idea preposterous.

Besides, no inventor could be really illiterate. He may have been forced
to work and only attended night schools. But if he were a mechanic,
capable of making a successful improvement on one of the most delicate
and important parts of an automobile, he must have studied the
principles involved in his inventions.

His choice of a profession appealed to her imagination, too. It showed
independence and initiative. It opened boundless possibilities. He might
be an obscure and poorly educated boy today. In five years he could be
a millionaire and the head of some huge business whose interests circled
the world.

The tired brain wore itself out at last in eager speculations, and she
fell into a fitful stupor. The roar of the street-cars waked her at
daylight, and further sleep was out of the question. She rose, dressed
quickly and got her breakfast in a quiver of nervous excitement over the
adventure of the coming automobile.

As the hour of eight drew nearer, her doubts of the propriety of going
became more acute.

"What on earth has come over me in the past twenty-four hours?" she
asked of herself. "I've known this man but a day. I don't KNOW him
at all, and yet I'm going to put my life in his hands in that racing
machine. Have I gone crazy?"

She was not in the least afraid of him. His face and voice and
personality all seemed familiar. Her brain and common-sense told her
that such a trip with an utter stranger was dangerous and foolish beyond
words. In his automobile, unaccompanied by a human soul and unacquainted
with the roads over which they would travel, she would be absolutely in
his power.

She set her teeth