delilah waited.
the person in the front seat of the blue rackworth, behind the left side of the control panel, finally rolled the window down.
can i help you? he asked delilah. are you lost?
i do not know if i am lost, but i do not know where i am. i would have liked a lift in any direction, but i see that you are full up, so i will simply ask you where i am, if that is not too much to ask.
a polite one, a voice came from the back seat.
we would be happy to give you a lift to wherever you want to go, the man who had rolled the window down informed delilah.
but there is no room.
one of us will get out.
oh, i could not impose on you in such a manner.
it is no problem. it is what we do, drive around and pick up lost wayfarers. we aim to please.
and what about the person who gives up their seat?
do not worry about them. it is what we do. we are here to serve.
well… if you insist.
i will get out myself.
the man opened the door and got out and motioned delilah to take his place.
she hesitated. i do not know what all these buttons on the control panel are.
they are just there for show. the car completely controls itself.
all right.
delilah got in the car and it started down the dark highway.
she looked back but saw no sign of the man.
who was that strange man? she asked the shadowy figure beside her on her right. i thought he looked familiar.
most people look familiar to somebody.
i meant familiar to me.
who are. you?
i do not know. i thought maybe you could help me.
politer and politer, the voice from the back seat said.
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