Edgar Jepson,
Garthoyle Gardens — Chapter VI
(1913)
“ I thought I was going to get safely through the town, when Kitty Maynard gave a little cry, and said: “Why—why—we were here hours ago! We must have lost our way! We shall be ever so late getting to London. Herbert will be perfectly horrible.” “We're not going back to London,” announced Freddy. I let the car go. The middle of a town of nine thousand inhabitants is not the place for delicate explanation. Besides, I did not want to overhear the discussion; I thought that they would prefer it private. As it was, I caught scraps of it, of Kitty Maynard's side of it. ”
