Tony Walker

It had left off snowing, and there was a glare through the gate that showed that there were headlamps somewhere, just out of sight.

I thought I might as well stroll out and investigate.

I found a fair-sized limousine pulled up in the middle of the road about twenty yards short of my gate.

The light was rather blinding, but when I got close to it I found a girl with the bonnet open, tinkering with the engine.

quite an attractive young female from what one could see.

But she was so muffled up in furs that it was rather hard to tell.

I said, um, good evening.

Anything I can do?

She said she didn't know what was the matter.

The engine had just stopped and wouldn't start again.

And it had.

It wouldn't even turn either with the self-starter or the handle.

The whole thing was awfully hot.

And I asked her whether there was any water in the radiator.

She didn't see why there shouldn't be.

There always had been.

This didn't strike me as entirely conclusive.

I said, we'd better put some in and see what happened.

She said, why not use snow?

But I thought not.