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If he cannot eat anything but Russian caviar and broiled sweetbreads, If he costs more than a six-cylinder roadster, If he must be bathed in rose water and fed out of a cutglass bowl, If he cannot be touched by the naked hand, or patted more than twice a day, If he refuses to wear anything but imported leather collars, If he has to sleep on a silk cushion. If he dies before you can get him home.
He never mentioned his second girl, and I almost forgot her myself. "But one afternoon in early July a big six-cylinder automobile come sailin' down the road and into the Old Home House yard.
"Who's to tell us we can't? You've no kids to bother you tomorrow. I'm my own boss. You've seen Asheville, but you've never seen New York until you sit down beside me in a big six-cylinder racing car I'm handlin' next week. Let me show it to you. I'll swing her around to your door at eight o'clock. In twenty-five minutes we'll clear the Bronx and shoot into New Rochelle.
They sped with all the silence and smoothness of their six-cylinder up the tree-hung road, through the sleeping village and along the narrow lane to Market Burnham. When they were within about a hundred yards of the gate, Granet brought the car to a standstill.
The various models ranged between 75 and 260 horse-power, the latter being the most recent production of this type. The exception to the rule was the eight-cylinder 240 horse-power, which was replaced by the 260 horse-power six-cylinder model, the latter being more reliable and but very slightly heavier.
Every vestige of it had vanished completely, and in its place was the blue sky, its color intensified by reason of its recent meager obscuration. Bakersfield. We reached Bakersfield early in the evening, having made the run of one hundred and forty-six miles, over a heavy mountain range, on fifteen gallons of gasoline. This I call a good performance for any six-cylinder car.
In explanation he went on: "It's this way, Tony; they left the elevator out of that Anvil skyscraper, and I can't climb stairs on one lung, so you got to be my six-cylinder oat-motor. We got a busy night ahead of us." That evening Laughing Bill ascended Anvil Mountain for a second time, but the exertion did not wind him unduly, for he made the ascent at the end of Don Antonio's tail.
"When you hear that voice again and recognize it, we shall be able to lay our hands upon the murderer of your father." Precisely at the hour of eight that night, a huge six-cylinder limousine drew up at the gate of Number Twenty-six Maple Avenue. Half-way down the block, well in the shadow of the trees which gave to the avenue its name, two more cars and a motor ambulance had halted.
"I never cared much for toys myself but some chaps like 'em. I have an eight-cylinder machine and a six-cylinder runabout, and that's enough to keep me going for the present. I want a racing car built for me pretty soon." "You don't live here, do you?" asked Frank, sure he would have heard somehow of this remarkable youth who talked so glibly of owning a string of cars.
The automobile kept to the side road until the Rovers turnout was passed, then took to the main highway, passing the upper end of Ashton. "Here is where you can leave us," said Koswell to the chauffeur. "I'll see to it that the machine comes back safely." "You are sure about being able to run it?" asked the man. "Of course. I ran a big six-cylinder at home." "Very well, then.
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