Tony Walker

We could see its lights, too, although it was a very long way off.

You know how flat Norfolk is, you can see a terrific distance.

I said, there's the way out of all your troubles.

This thing, whatever it is, will give you a tow to the nearest garage, or at any rate a lift to some hotel.

One would have expected her to show some relief, but she didn't.

I began to wonder what she jolly well did want.

She wouldn't let me help her to stop where she was, and she didn't seem anxious for anyone to help her to go anywhere else.

She was quite peculiar about it.

She gripped hold of my arm and said, "'What do you think this is that's coming?'

I said, "'I'm sure I don't know, being a stranger in these parts, but it sounds like a lorry full of milk cans.'

I offered to lay a sixpence about it.

This was before the betting tax came in.

She'd have had to pay too because it was a lorry full of milk cans.

The driver had to pull up because there wasn't room to get by.

He got down and asked if there was anything he could do to help.

We explained the situation.

He said he was going to Norwich and was quite ready to give her a tow if she wanted it.

However, she wouldn't do that.

and it was finally decided to shove the car into my garage for the night to be sent for the next day, and the lorry was to take her along to Norwich.

Well, I managed to find the key of the garage and the lorry driver, Williams his name was, and I ran the car in and locked the door.