- A theme will be posted each week (on Thursday’s)
- Select a conversation/snippet/sentence from the current book you are reading
- Mention the author and the title of the book along with your post
- It is important that the theme is conveyed in the sentence (you don’t necessarily need to have the word)
And this week's theme is Drive, Driver, Driven, Drove. Here's the closest I could come in "The Adventure of the Mad Tea-Party" by Ellery Queen (short story in The Edgar Winners: 33rd Annual Anthology of the Mystery Writers of America):
He had just miserably made up his mind to seek out a booth, telephone his regrets, and take the next train back to the City when a lowslung coupe came splashing and snuffling out of the darkness, squealed to a stop, and a man in a chauffeur's livery leaped out and dashed across the gravel for the protection of the eaves.
"Mr. Ellery Queen?" he panted, shaking out his cap. He was a blond young man with a ruddy face and sun-squinted eyes.
"Yes," said Ellery with a sigh. Too late now.
"I'm Millan, Mr. Owen's chauffeur, sir," said the man. "Mr. Owen's sorry he couldn't come down to meet you himself. Some guests--This way, Mr. Queen."
He picked up Ellery's bag and the two of them ran for the coupe....
The coupe splashed along in the darkness, its headlights revealing only remorseless sheets of speckled water and occasionally a tree, a house, a hedge.