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Updated: October 2, 2025
Then the fourth and fifth cars, almost together; and the file of motorists turned from exciting prospects into just motorists, passing strangers, oblivious of the two old people under their hopeful sign. While they were forlornly re-entering the house the eleventh car suddenly stopped, and five hungry people trooped into the tea-room with demands for tea and muffins and cake.
Foster set off after it as fast as he could walk. Daly would not go to the station, because there was no train south for some time, and the two hotels where motorists generally stayed were not far off. Still he might drive through the town, making for Kendal or Lancaster, in which case Foster would lose him. The car was not in the first garage, and he hurried to the other, attached to his hotel.
"There's something sticking out on the left side," said Billy; "I think it's a Ford. I hope the island isn't going to be overrun by motorists." "It's not a Ford, it's a dishpan," said Brownie. "They're the same thing," said Townsend. "What is that on the duffel bag a license plate?" Suddenly the voice of the discoverer floated across the expanse of sun-flickered water.
The Master reflected on the friendly country folk who pay taxes for the scenery and for the fine roads which make motoring so pleasant; and on the reward so many motorists bestow upon these rural hosts of theirs by wanton or heedless murder of pet animals.
And below the giant personalities of the party were the young bloods, young, adventurous men of the type of Lord Tarvrille, who had seen service in South Africa, who had travelled and hunted; explorers, keen motorists, interested in aviation, active in army organisation.
Fortunately for the old gentleman's peace of mind such a form of vehicle remained a novelty in this section of Kentucky. The pike out of Buckville was good for a few miles only, and then came almost impassable stretches of unworked roads before connecting with those beautiful highways which wind and interwind through the creamier centers of the State a condition that did not invite motorists.
Wasn't goin' a step over eight mile an hour! I'm perfectly willing to say I'm sorry for you though, and so's the lady with me. We're both willing to say that much, but that's all, understand!" George's drawn eyelids twitched; his misted glance rested fleetingly upon the two protesting motorists, and the old imperious spirit within him flickered up in a single word.
For a time her efforts to achieve a comprehensive concentration were dispersed by the passage of the village street of Caddington, the passing of a goggled car-load of motorists, and the struggles of a stable lad mounted on one recalcitrant horse and leading another. When she got back to her questions again in the monotonous high-road that led up the hill, she found the image of Mr.
Damn all motorists who're in bed tonight." Very faintly through the thin night air came the throb of an engine. Flora clutched his arm. "D'you hear?" "They're coming." "That's no Ford," she said. "It's coming from over there." And she pointed toward Oxshott. "You're right," said Anthony. "Got your gun give it to me." "What for?" "Because that car is going to stop whether it wants to or not."
Komatsu guided them about the city with a kind of pleased and gratified delight as if he were showing his own property. Sometimes he stood up and pointed to the feathery tops of carefully nurtured cherry trees, glimpses of which could be seen over the high walls surrounding private gardens. The motorists were fairly bewildered by the beauty of it all.
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