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She ought to help you a good lot . '' Mrs. Severs only sniffed . She knew this was the working out of Eveley 's plot , though Eveley had not confided in her , knowing instinctively that the bride would tell the groom , and that the groom would be sure to stop it . So Mrs. Severs saw her father-in-law clamber into the little car at five o'clock , with something like hope in her breast . For a time , he was intensely absorbed in the manipulation of the gears , and the brakes , his lower lip clutched tightly between his teeth , breathing in full short gusts like a war horse champing for battle . But when at last they were fully started and running with reasonable smoothness , he said : `` Who says this is n't a car ? You talk to daughter about it , will you ?