The restoration of the V-16 Cadillac is complete. The engine has been tested on a dynamometer, the car has been road tested.
I call Robert Devereux VIII and report, "This is James Dix. Your Cadillac V-16 is completely restored and ready for pickup or, Robert Devereux VIII, I can deliver it if you prefer".
Robert Devereux VIII says, "I want you to deliver the car and you are invited for Thanksgiving supper.
I reply, "Tell me what time and I'll be there!"
Thanksgiving day arrives and I am dressed up for delivery of a Cadillac V-16 and also for a Thanksgiving supper.
I fire up the big Cadillac, let it warm up a bit and then off I go. The big V-16 pulls away, in stately silence, then handles a boulevard stop, with no problem. I'm on the highway, in style, and then I turn into the road that leads me to the Devereux estate.
Suddenly, I realize that I'm not alone in the car. With me rides the prettiest lady that I can remember ever seeing. The lady is dressed in old time style, including a large, floppy hat. Lacking anything really original, I say, "Eunice, I presume."
The lady doesn't say anything, she just turns a bit and gives me a big smile.
I then say, "We will soon be at the Devereux estate, just in time for Thanksgiving supper."
The lady then turns back, looks out the windshield and says, "Yes Thanksgiving supper, I well remember."
The lady's voice is at normal conversation level, but it somehow seems to come from a long way away.
I get to the Devereux estate and drive through the open gate, I'm then motioned to a parking spot by some sort of servant. As I pull into a space, to park the car, the lady disappears.
I get out of the car and face a very confused servant.
The servant peers in the passenger side window of the big Cadillac and says, "There was a woman in the car, when you pulled in."
I say "I saw the same thing, but I'm not sure it was a woman."
The servant says something into maybe a phone of some kind.
Robert Devereux VIII walks out of a doorway and asks, "James, is there some kind of a problem?"
I say, "I want your man to tell you what he saw."
The servant shakes his head, in disbelief and says, "I saw a lady, in the car and then the lady just disappeared."
I say, "The lady, image or whatever, just suddenly appeared in the passenger seat of the car, as I drove up the road to your place. I said something to the lady and she smiled at me and then said something to me. I drove through the gate and your man waved me to a parking spot. Then the lady just disappeared. If you will, take this key and smell the passenger side of the Cadillac."
Robert Devereux VIII takes the key that I offer and opens the passenger side door. He sniffs the air and then closes and locks the passenger side door. He then comes over and sniffs me. He then says, "Cologne, but not the same scent."
I say, "For a Thanksgiving supper, I splashed on a little smell good. None of my employees wears cologne to work, maybe for a date, but macho stuff."
Robert Devereux VIII looks into space and says, "What I smelled was definitely lady perfume. Well, come in and we'll try to sort this out."