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The motor-car that came swiftly along the ridge road to the gate of Sunnyside Farm was a big, seven-passenger touring car. Behind the wheel sat a big man in a fur coat. To tell the truth, however, it was not Mr. Bronson, his employer, at whom Hiram Strong first looked.
He had caught sight of a veil trailing upon the wind from the tonneau. A girl sat there -- a very winsome looking, bright-faced girl -- and before the car stopped she had spied Hiram and waved a gloved hand at him, shouting: