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It is not the moment of their forming but in the moment of their producing motor effects, that resolves and aspirations communicate the new 'set' to the brain. The actual presence of the practical opportunity alone furnishes the fulcrum upon which the lever can rest, by means of which the moral will may multiply its strength and raise itself aloft.
They could not keep up with the motor stalled as it was. "I guess we'll have to make another landing," said Innis, as he remained at the wheel. Of course they were entitled to one more, but it would be the last, and a long and hard part of their trans-continental flight was still ahead of them.
The car was waiting outside, and, as the girl came down the stairs in motor coat and veil, she paused and her fingers on the bannisters tightened in surprise as she looked at the man who stood below holding his hat in his hand, with his face upturned.
The one praiseworthy thing he could do he did conscientiously. He inspected carefully the control wires, went over the motor and filled the radiator and the gas tank, and made sure that he had plenty of oil. His grumbling did not in the least impair his efficiency. He replaced the propeller, cursing under his breath because Johnny had taken it off.
A group of soldiers were lounging in their neighbourhood, waiting, it seems, for something to turn up. Perhaps that something was a distant train which came with a long trail of smoke across the distant marshlands. At the railway crossing there was a great park of motor lorries. They, too, seemed to be waiting for new loads.
The only conveyance in the station yard was a private motor car, and his first glance at this convinced him that it was not there to await him. He paused under the lamp outside to turn up his collar, and, as he did so, a man of gigantic breadth and stature, wearing goggles, came out of the station behind him and strode past.
Linton, not only ready to start, but hurrying them off; and there was no lunch to carry, Norah airily declaring that since she and Tommy were to be deserted they declined to be downtrodden, and would motor over with a hamper and picnic at Creek Cottage. There was a mysterious twinkle in Norah's eye; Bob scented something afoot, and tried in vain to pump her on the matter.
"Do you think we'll ever get off?" asked Grace. "Of course we will," declared Betty promptly. "I'll never wade or swim ashore not with the river full of such nasty alligators!" announced Grace. "Wait until you're asked," cried Mollie. "I'm sure we can get off when the motor is reversed." "The propeller seems to be in deep water," spoke Betty, taking an observation over the stern.
A moment later the second shell a big one sailed over the German first lines, and fell directly on the chateau partly hidden in the woods. There was a burst of smoke, and with it mingled clouds of dust and flying particles. Faintly to Tom and Jack, above the noise of their motor, came the sound of a terrific explosion.
I had a rare lark that night, partly with Biggs, his lordship's chauffeur, and partly with a motor expert who came along on a bicycle, and said he'd have my Renault going in twenty minutes. I'm not one that can stand a billet in servants' quarters, and I chose rather to put up at the little inn down by the bay and take my luck there.
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