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No sooner had the young inventor taken the timepiece into his hands than he, too, uttered a cry of amazement. "Do you recognize it?" asked Mr. Damon, in great excitement. "It's Mr. Nestor's watch!" cried Tom. "He must have fallen here, and been hurt. It was Mr. Nestor who cried for help, and who was taken away by the autoists. They've probably taken him to some hospital.

It appeared that for many years she had lived in America, where her husband had worked in a silk mill and she had kept a little road-house, tempting American autoists with French cooking and wine of Burgundy.

I think that's the queerest thing about him." "It certainly is. Say, Will, how is poor little Dodo getting on?" "Oh, as well as you can expect. They're going to operate soon, I heard. How is Mollie standing it, Grace?" "Fairly well. Isn't it strange that we should meet the two autoists?" "Yes. Have you put them wise yet?" "Wise? What do you mean? Such slang!" "I mean told 'em who you are?"

More than once as they ate in the shadow of the big car other autoists, passing, waved a merry greeting to the happy little party, and as horse-drawn carts and wagons passed along the road on their way into town, many curious glances were cast at the travelers.

And if he doesn't know a thing about it which, of course, is possible the man who bought these queer tires can tell us who makes them, or who deals in them, and we can find out what autoists around here have their cars equipped with this odd tread." "Yes," agreed Jackson, "that can be done."

He could have flung himself under the very wheels that conveyed her, but he knew that would be the last means of attracting the attention of those who ride in motor cars. Slowly the auto passed, and, if we place the poets above the autoists, carried the heart of Remsen with it. Here was a large city of millions, and many women who at a certain distance appear to resemble pomegranate blossoms.

"I'm afraid so. They never even waited a second to see if the man was badly injured. They " Jack suddenly stopped short. An inspiration had come to him. The accident had happened on a road that, as he knew, led straight through Nestorville. He had thought of a plan to bring the autoists to book for their callousness and negligence. "Dad oh, dad!" he called. "Yes, what is it?" came back Mr.

He led her on, and it was he who spoke first: "Oh, that kind of miffle-business won't hurt us any. Girly-girly stuff, that's what it is. Regular autoists would rather have one of your home-made doughnuts than all the crumples in the world, and you can just bet your bottom dollar on that, Sary Jane."

I can tell it," said Aunt Jamsiah. "You come right in the kitchen." "I had a lot of frankfurters and things at the places along the highway," Pee-wee said. "I had waffles at one place. I bet they make a lot of money along that road selling things. There are shacks all the way. All the autoists stop and buy things to eat. You can get tires and everything."

Oh, to think it had to be I and Prince who did it!" "It was not at all your fault. If anyone is to blame it is those autoists for going so fast, and passing you so closely. There was no excuse for that. The road was plenty wide enough and they scarcely stopped a moment after you went down, but hurried right on. They should be arrested!" "Oh, but poor Dodo! poor Dodo!" murmured Grace.

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