CHAPTER XXXVIII

TELLETH HOW CONVICTION CAME “Uncle Jed,” quoth his lordship swinging his great racing-car deftly through the traffic of Lewes’ narrow High Street, “bit of luck spotting you in the crowd like that, eh?” “Yessir! And this is sure better than the old bus, eh, Heart’s Delight?” inquired Jedidiah, tightening his arm about the Small Personage. “Heaps!” she answered, lolling back against the luxurious cushions. “I love riding in George’s big cars, I always feel so triffickly ladylike. You know, George, that’s why if you’r…