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"Bless my speedometer!" cried Mr. Damon, "If those beasts or birds whatever they are come back I'll go and hide in the river and take my chances with the alligators!" "The alligators aren't much worse," asserted Jacinto with a visible shiver. "These vampire bats sometimes depopulate a whole village." "Bless my shoe laces!" cried Mr. Damon.
Fences and trees flashed past them, and the smooth road seemed like a river flowing toward them. The boys were intoxicated with the wild thrill and exhilaration of speed, and laughed and shouted and pounded each other on the back. For several miles the speedometer needle never receded, and not until the roofs and church steeples of Clintonia were visible in the distance did Dr.
It seemed to her that he drove rather too carefully, too slowly. He took curves and corners evenly. His face was as empty of expression, as unmelodramatic, as that of a jitney driver. Then she looked at the speedometer. He was making forty-eight miles an hour down hill and forty to thirty on upgrades. They were in sight of the fleeing Pinky in two miles.
She made her comment carelessly while she adjusted the mileage on the speedometer. "Queer you happened to meet some one you knew down there. You did say you knew the girl, didn't you?" "We were on the same train out of Denver. I got acquainted with her." Miss Whitford asked no more questions. But Clay could not quite let the matter stand so.
That and the speedometer were both on my side of the cabin, and as I turned to take a reading from the former I could see Perry muttering. "Ten degrees rise it cannot be possible!" and then I saw him tug frantically upon the steering wheel. As I finally found the tiny needle in the dim light I translated Perry's evident excitement, and my heart sank within me.
When he had thus established himself as a person unemotional and interested only in business, he sauntered out. He took a particularly long time to start his car; he kicked the tires, dusted the glass of the speedometer, and tightened the screws holding the wind-shield spot-light. He drove happily off toward the Bellevue district, conscious of the presence of Mrs.
For fifteen minutes he said nothing, but worked the throttle and watched the speedometer. Then he called Paul again to the seat. "You might as well take her, Buddy," declared John with a puzzled shake of his head; "I can't do any better with her than you. She wallows along like a man with a load of buckshot in his pockets heavy and seems out of equilibrium, too!"
The road from Ostend to Blankenberghe is about the one good motor road in Belgium, and my companion evidently intended to demonstrate the fact to me beyond all possibility of doubt. We were driving into the teeth of a squall, but there seemed to be no limits to the power of his engine. I watched the hand of his speedometer rise till it touched sixty miles per hour.
It was all perfectly incredible of course but he would have to find Ted just as soon as possible, no matter where he had to go to find him and as the little reel of the speedometer began to hitch toward the left and into higher figures, Oliver felt very relieved indeed that he had the two-seater and that Mr. Piper wasn't coming into town till the 7.03.
The wet miles flew by; rain beat untiringly against the curtains, slished in two great feathers of water from under the rushing wheels. Rachael watched her speedometer; twenty-five twenty- eight thirty they could not do better than that in this weather. And they had a hundred miles to go. But that hundred was only eighty-six now, only eighty.
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