thirty yards down the road a motor-car was coming slowly up to the gate.
The Honorable John Ruffin, masked by his goggles, was driving it, and on the seat beside him, placid and serene, sat the Lump. At the sight of him Pollyooly gave a little cry, rushed down the road, sprang into the car, caught him up and kissed and hugged him furiously.
The Honorable John Ruffin smiled and said, "I thought you'd be dying to see him. But take him into the tonneau, and put on the goggles and the cloak on the seat. Cover your hair with the hood."
Pollyooly made haste to transfer herself and the Lump to the tonneau and slip on the hooded cloak and the goggles.
"You'll do. No one will recognize us," said the Honorable John Ruffin, and he set the car going.
For a long time Pollyooly was busy with the gurgling Lump, assuring herself that he had not suffered for lack of her care, trying to ascertain the degree of his joy at being restored to her. At last she settled back in the tonneau with a sigh of content. It had been hard to leave the court, but after all the Lump was the Lump.
