Sinclair Lewis, Free Air — CHAPTER 3: A YOUNG MAN IN A RAINCOAT (1919)
“ Her car seemed to draw sullenly back. Then it came out-out-really out, which is the most joyous sensation any motorist shall ever know. In excited over actually moving again, as fast as any healthy young snail, she drove on, on, the young man ahead grinning back at her. Nor did she stop, nor he, till both cars were safe on merely thick mud, a quarter of a mile away. ”
Sinclair Lewis, Free Air — CHAPTER 3: A YOUNG MAN IN A RAINCOAT (1919)
“ He drawled, "In that case, the surprise will include an elegant wake.""But how did- Who is this extraordinary Milt Daggett?""Him? Oh nobody 'specially. He's just a fellow down here at Schoenstrom. But we all know him. Goes to all the dances, thirty miles around. Thing about him is: if he sees something wrong, he picks out some poor fellow like me, and say what he thinks."Claire drove on. She was not aware that she was looking fro Milt's bug. It was not in sight."Father," she exclaimed, "do you realize that this lad didn't tell us he was going to have the hole filled? Just did it. ”
Sinclair Lewis, Free Air — CHAPTER 3: A YOUNG MAN IN A RAINCOAT (1919)
“ Instantly she was alert, seemingly able to drive forever. The pilot's instinct ruled her; gave her tireless eyes and sturdy hands. Surely she had never been weary; never would be, so long as it was hers to keep the car going.She had driven perhaps six miles when she reached a hamlet called St. Klopstock. On the bedraggled mud-and-shanty main street a man was loading crushed rock into a truck. By him was a large person in a prosperous raincoat, who stepped out, held up his hand. Clare stopped."You the young lady that got stuck in that hole by Adolph Zolzac's?" ”
