I don't
believe we'll see so many next summer as we do now."
"Why?" asked Isabel.
"Because I've begun to agree with George about their being more a fad
than anything else, and I think it must be the height of the fad just
now. You know how roller-skating came in--everybody in the world
seemed to be crowding to the rinks--and now only a few children use
rollers for getting to school. Besides, people won't permit the
automobiles to be used. Really, I think they'll make laws against
them. You see how they spoil the bicycling and the driving; people
just seem to hate them! They'll never stand it--never in the world!
Of course I'd be sorry to see such a thing happen to Eugene, but I
shouldn't be really surprised to see a law passed forbidding the sale
of automobiles, just the way there is with concealed weapons."
"Fanny!" exclaimed her sister-in-law. "You're not in earnest?"
"I am, though!"
Isabel's sweet-toned laugh came out of the dusk where she sat. "Then
you didn't mean it when you told Eugene you'd enjoyed the drive this
afternoon?"
"I didn't say it so very enthusiastically, did I?"
"Perhaps not, but he certainly thought he'd pleased you.
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