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But the chauffeur knocked the gun from Del Mar's hand before he could get a good aim and fire, at the same time bowling over the man who had come through the panel. Off the car went, now rapidly gaining speed. Del Mar had just time to swing on the rear of it. Around the rapidly-driven car, he climbed, hanging on for dear life, over the mud-guard and toward the running-board.
Leaver on the running-board. It will hurt neither his clothes nor his dignity, and if it does he can get off and walk." He led the way. If she could have done so Charlotte would gladly have turned and run away. But there are people from whom one cannot easily run away, and Red Pepper Burns was one of them.
I'll see him to-night. "The old fellow nodded. 'I I'll kidnap her and take her to Europe, he mumbled. 'God! It's awful! "I didn't go back to the city with the Harmans; but I told Alicia good-by at the running-board of the machine. I don't think she heard me. "Running Elk was glad to see me, and I spent that evening with him.
"It's all right; go ahead!" called Packard lightly. He was standing on her running-board. She had thrown off her hat to the cool of the evening. As they passed out from the shadows he could see her eyes. He pushed back his own hat and Terry saw his eyes. For a moment, while the car sped on, neither spoke.
While she looked at him pleadingly he drove on in a dreadful silence. WHEN he was away from her, while he kicked about the garage and swept the snow off the running-board and examined a cracked hose-connection, he repented, he was alarmed and astonished that he could have flared out at his wife, and thought fondly how much more lasting she was than the flighty Bunch.
Strapped above the tiny angle-iron step which replaced his running-board was an old spade. He dug channels in front of the four wheels of her car, so that they might go up inclines, instead of pushing against the straight walls of mud they had thrown up.
Swinging about, P. Sybarite jumped upon the running-board of the maroon-coloured car, wrenched the door open, and stumbled in. In her evening frock and her cloak of furs, Marian lay huddled in a corner, wrists and ankles alike made fast with heavy twine, her mouth closed tight by a bandanna handkerchief passed round her jaws and knotted at the nape of her neck.
Lashed to the running-board was an extra tire, fully inflated. She seized the shaking man by the hand. "Get a knife! get a knife!" she commanded. "Haven't you a knife?" "Ye-yes," he gasped, fumbling in his pocket. "Come on!" she ordered, and ran up the path to the road where the automobile stood. He came, opening the knife as he ran. The girls in the car were shrieking now.
I am so much bigger than you are that you can't possibly drive me off. I don't mean to interfere or to ask questions, or to bother you. But I vow I'm coming with you if I cling to the running-board!" Her lashes fluttered as she racked her brains for new protests. "The car is a French make," she urged, "which you couldn't drive " "I can drive any car with four wheels!" I exclaimed vaingloriously.
Across the windshield of the Napier he fastened an orange-coloured pennant bearing in bright green letters the legend: MY CITY SEQUOIA. As a safety-first precaution against man and beast en route, he buckled a gun-scabbard to the spare tires on the running-board and slipped a rifle into the scabbard within quick and easy reach of his hand; and arrayed thus, George descended upon Red Bluff at the helm of the king of automobiles.
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