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 “Yes, I will. But tell me, Ida, whether you will come with me.”

“Oh, I don’t know. It’s too absurd! How can we talk about such things when I cannot see you? You speak to the nape of my neck, and then I have to twist my head round to answer.”

“I know. That was why I put ‘You in front’ upon my letter. I thought that it would make it easier. But if you would prefer it I will stop the machine, and then you can sit round and talk about it.”

“Good gracious!" cried Ida. “Fancy our sitting face to face on a motionless tricycle in the middle of the road, and all the people looking out of their windows at us!”

"It would look rather funny, wouldn’t it? Well, then, suppose that we both get off and push the tandem along in front of us?"

“Oh, no, this is better than that.”

“Or I could carry the thing."

Ida burst out laughing. “That would be more absurd still.”

“Then we will go quietly, and I will look out for the steering. I won't talk about it at all if you would rather not. But I really do love you very much, and you would make me happy if you came to Texas with me, and I think that perhaps after a time I could make you happy too.”

“But your aunt?"