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Occasionally a steamer hooted from the Thames and the noise of churned waters sounded, or the crunch of a motor's wheels, or the tapping of the heels of a foot passenger on the pavement below the garden wall.
Norman, and get him to criticise my writing as he offered to do, I couldn't put in such things; so perhaps it's as well I shall have to worry on alone. Mr. Norman did, without upsetting the steering, though there seemed to be a hundred things and creatures of all descriptions in front of the motor's big bright nose at that particular moment.
In the midst of which futile quest a change of tempo in the motor's impatient drumming surprised him. Startled, he looked up. Too late: the girl was in the seat, the car in motion already some yards from the point at which he had left it. Dismayed, he strode forward, raising his voice in perturbed expostulation. "But I say !"
He swam on fuming at this latest annoyance. Then to his ears came the steady purr of a motorboat. It was close to him and coming closer. "Boat ahoy!" he sang out treading water and raising himself as high as possible to peer about him through the dusk. "Boat ahoy!" he called again, shouting to be heard above the motor's hum. "Man overboard! Ten dollars if you'll carry me to the mainland!"
The baffles set up eddies in the gas stream and produced exactly the effect of a rocket motor's throat.
Such, in brief, is the miracle of the motor's advance. Its development is a real epic of action and progress. Before going further, it might be well to ask why and how the automobile has achieved such a remarkable development. One reason, perhaps, is that it appeals to vanity and stirs the imagination.
David returned to London with Rossiter and remained silent all the way. His companion believed him to be very tired, and refrained from provoking conversation, but surrounded him with a quiet, fatherly care. Arrived at King's Cross Rossiter said: "Don't go on to your chambers. My motor's here. It can take your luggage on with mine to Portland Place.
"Want to keep an eye out for Mascola," he said. "Don't want him to see this one in action until we're good and ready. I won't open her up to-day. Motor's too stiff yet and we're liable to burn out something." As he spoke he advanced the throttle and the Richard protested at his action in a series of spasmodic coughs. Then the hood began to incline slowly and Gregory felt the hull rising.
And they embraced one another whilst, with her babe on her breast, Marie, so gay, healthful and loyal, looked at them and smiled, with big tears gathering in her eyes. Thomas, however, having finished his motor's last toilet, had just set it in motion. It was a prodigy of lightness and strength, of no weight whatever in comparison with the power it displayed.
"You made me so nervous that I snapped that key off short in the lock!" "What!" I shrieked. "Yes, sir. The motor's locked up in there with fuel enough to keep her going for three months. I can't stop her or move the rudder without getting into the case, and nothing but dynamite would dent that case!"
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