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Updated: April 30, 2025


These trees were carried down to the road in a narrow belt enclosing an avenue that ended in a lodge and gates. At the same time that the lodge came into view round a bend in the road, a man on a bicycle appeared ahead of them, going in the same direction, and bent over his handle-bars against the wind. "Hullo, that's surely Malcolm Cromarty!" said Ned.

I would see the impact coming and strive my utmost to avert it, but without a gee pole, and swinging the sled only by the handle-bars, it was more than I could do to hold the sled on its course against the beam wind that was forcing it towards the ice and the telephone poles; and a gee pole could not be used at the rate we had travelled ever since we left Candle.

I've got hold of the thing. Sit well down. No! There are only two pedals. You seem to think there are about nineteen. Right! No, no, no! Don't do not cling to those blooming handle-bars as if you were in a storm at sea. Be a nice little cat in front of the fire all your muscles loose. Now! Are you ready?"

Many a footpad or belated townsman, warned by the mystic tinkle of a spectral bell, had turned with a start, to faint or run at sight of this uncanny traveller. His hat was gone and his close-cropped head bent low over the handle-bars.

Colonel Witham, grasping one of the handle-bars, eyed the velocipede almost longingly. "No," he said. "I'm too old and stout now. Guess my riding days are over. But I used to make it go once, I tell you." "Go ahead, get on. You can ride it," urged Tim Reardon. "It won't break." "Oh no, it will hold me, all right," said Colonel Witham. "We didn't have any busted tires in our day.

He gripped the handle-bars hard and coasted. A few minutes later he had almost reached them. They heard the whir of his chain and looked back. Then they stopped. "It's only Don," Tim said carelessly. Ritter shrank back as though he wanted to hide. Up to this point Don had thought only of overtaking the hikers. Now he was face to face with the problem of what he should say to them.

He rode rapidly out of the town, followed at some distance by O'Donoghue, who was a cyclist of inferior strength and energy. For the first four miles the road to Ballymoy goes steadily up hill. Meldon, gripping his handle-bars tightly, rode at a fast rate. O'Donoghue was left further and further behind. At the top of the hill Meldon had a lead of a full quarter of a mile.

The rest had benefited the doctor's knee, but walking was still painful and he needed the support of the handle-bars all day. What a great difference that one strong, willing little dog made! His steady pulling kept the sled in motion and relieved one's shoulders of the galling jerk of the rope at every step.

A rising moon was bright upon the tops of the shade trees, where their branches met overhead, arching across the street, but only filtered splashings of moonlight reached the block pavement below; and through this darkness flashed the firefly lights of silent bicycles gliding by in pairs and trios or sometimes a dozen at a time might come, and not so silent, striking their little bells; the riders' voices calling and laughing; while now and then a pair of invisible experts would pass, playing mandolin and guitar as if handle-bars were of no account in the world their music would come swiftly, and then too swiftly die away.

And he sprang out after the men. A double door thrown wide; a tangle of wild cats springing straight at a broad-tired cart; a grappling of track-lines and handle-bars; a whirl down the wooden incline, Tod following with the quickly lighted lanterns; a dash along the runway, the sand cutting their cheeks like grit from a whirling stone; over the dune, the men bracing the cart on either side, and down the beach the crew swept in a rush to where Polhemus stood waving his last Coston.

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