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Updated: May 24, 2025
Ruth Fielding stood up suddenly in the car and shrieked to him: "Come here! This way! Roberto!" "My goodness! is he a friend of yours, Ruthie?" gasped Tom Cameron. "He's the Gypsy boy that saved Uncle Jabez," returned Ruth, in a breath. "Take him aboard do!" urged Helen. "That awful dog " Roberto had heard and leaped for the running-board of the car. Tom switched on the power.
He could not have been hurt very badly, for he was not only able to drive but was fighting off a man clinging on the running-board. On rushed the car, directly at us. Just as it passed us, the chauffeur seemed to summon all his strength. He struck a powerful blow at the man, recoiled and straightened out his car just in time. The man fell, literally at our feet. It was Del Mar himself!
In the swishing rain, and close to the throb of the engine, the chauffeur either did not or would not hear. Lindsay opened the door and swung out on the running-board. "We're goin' wrong. Stop the car!" he ordered. The man at the wheel did not turn. He speeded up. His fare wasted no time in remonstrances. A moment, and the chauffeur threw on the brake sharply. His reason was a good one.
And if it isn't that, it's any one of a thousand other enchantments." He put his foot on the running-board of the pulsing car and said, "Well, so long, old man." "Come back and make a stab at it," urged Dick. "If necessary, we'll frame up a respectable daily grind, and I'll lock you in every morning until you've done it. And if you don't do your work all day, all day you'll stay locked in.
An instant later, as they skipped round a bend of the long, high-hung shelf road, he pretended to sway dangerously on the running-board, and deliberately laid his filthy hand on her shoulder. Before she could say anything he yelped in mock-regret, "Love o' Mike! 'Scuse me, lady. I almost fell off." Quietly, seriously, Claire said, "No, that wasn't accidental.
The engine had hardly stopped when I jumped on the running-board on one side, while Jim mounted the other. As soon as the engineer and fireman saw our guns they threw up their hands without being told, and begged us not to shoot, saying they would do anything we wanted them to. "Hit the ground," I ordered, and they both jumped off. We drove them before us down the side of the train.
He was almost exhausted by the honest effort he had been making to keep the engine hot, and now he looked at the engineer in mingled surprise and horror. He could not believe that the man expected him to go out over the wet and slippery running-board to the pilot and wipe the snow from the headlight glass.
Caracho!" The locomotive was puffing when a couple were seen running, a man and a woman. It was Monsieur and Madame Gounsovski. Gounsovski stood on the running-board. "Madame Gounsovski has insisted upon shaking hands. You are very congenial." "Compliments, madame." "Tell me, young man, you did wrong to fail for dinner at my house yesterday."
On we went slowly, Kennedy riding on the running-board of the car ahead. Suddenly he raised his hand to stop, and jumped down. We gathered about him. Had he found a continuation of the tire- tracks? There were tracks but he was not looking at them. He was looking between them. There ran a thin line. He stuck his finger in it and sniffed. "Not gas," he remarked.
The Japanese had apparently wished the consolation of tobacco just as Orme had. "An odd coincidence," muttered Orme. "I hope it wasn't mind-reading." And he smiled as he drew a mouthful of smoke. Lincoln Park slid by them on the left. The car was getting well down into the city. Suddenly Maku worked along to the end of his seat and got down on the running-board. The conductor pulled the bell.
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