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Updated: May 18, 2025
If Delehanty is on his station now, watch us lose the laddy-buck on the motor-cycle!" They had reached a corner on lower Broadway, whence the home-going stream of humanity had long since disappeared like ants into the burrow of subway entrances, but where a burly traffic policeman still loomed bulkily in the middle of the thoroughfare.
So they went in without further word spoken, and after all Marjorie found herself the possessor of as good an appetite as she'd had for breakfast. "Be sure to get back in time to dress for the dance," Peggy warned them as they started off in the motor-cycle. "It's to be a really fine dance, with the girls in muslin dresses, not brogans and shirtwaists!"
Renine brought down his hand on Dutreuil's shoulder: "No more talk! Facts! Gaston Dutreuil, you are the only person who on that day knew two essential things: first, that Cousin Guillaume had sixty thousand francs in his house; secondly, that Jacques Aubrieux was not going out. You at once saw your chance. The motor-cycle was available. You slipped out during the performance. You went to Suresnes.
"I'd be able to harness the sun and stars, and put a surcingle around the moon if I came up to my friends' opinion of my ability. "Nevertheless, two-miles-a-minute is my objective point, and I do not believe it is visionary. Consider the motor-cycle. Ninety miles an hour has long been possible with that, and some tests have shown a speed of over a hundred and ten. That is not far from my mark.
If he swerved ever so little, his machine would leave the rail and he would either plunge over the side of the high trestle, or he would find himself bumping over the ties. "And I wouldn't want either of those things to happen," mused Joe, with a grim smile on his face. But Joe Strong knew that a swiftly moving motor-cycle or bicycle has a very strong tendency to follow a straight course.
Sometimes a motor-cycle chugged along, always with a girl perched on the carrier at the back, clinging affectionately to her escort. As Cunjee drew nearer and the farms closer together the crowd on the road increased, and the dust mounted in a solid cloud. The Billabong people drew to one side, as close as possible to the fence, cantering over the short, dusty grass.
If you like, I can let you take an old bathing suit, and you can go into the tank now, if you have time." "Oh, yes, we have time enough, now that I have a motor-cycle at my disposal," Joe answered. "I believe I would like to see how Lizzie will behave." The seal shot out on to a small platform near the edge of the tank, her body glistening wet.
Will you ride with us, Tom Swift, or on that dangerous motor-cycle?" "I think I'll stick to my machine, Mr. Damon. I can easily keep up with you." "Very well. Then we'll get along. We'll proceed until we get close to the old mansion, and then some of us will go down to the lake shore, and the rest of us will surround the house.
He reached home at half-past nine. While the car was passing in at one drive gate he heard the grinding sputter of a motor-cycle passing out by the other. Young Mont, no doubt, so Fleur had not been lonely. But he went in with a sinking heart.
There was a smashing of glass as it hit the lantern, and the road was plunged in darkness. Tom tried to throw one leg over the saddle, and let down the supporting stand from the rear wheel, so the motor-cycle would remain upright without him holding it. He determined to have revenge for that act of vandalism in breaking his lamp.
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