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Updated: May 11, 2025
Within a kilometre of Aspres, however, something went wrong, and I pulled up short, awakening my charming little charge. She saw me take off the bonnet to examine the engines, and inquired whether anything was wrong. But I soon diagnosed the trouble a broken sparking-plug and ten minutes later we were tearing forwards again.
The Prince did a great many things, and even lighted dozens of matches, to see what was the matter, but not a throb would the engine give. "I am afraid," he announced at last, in a voice that tried not to sound cross, "I'm afraid the sparking-plug is broken." "Well?" said I, "What then? Shall we be drowned?" "Not at all," he reassured me, taking my hand.
It smoked like a chimney, drank like a fish, and developed, one after another or all together, every malady to which motor-metal is heir. The stages of the way, even to the Mission of San Gabriel, in its sleepy old Mexican village on the fringe of Los Angeles, were punctuated with disasters. A burst tire was a comma; carburetor trouble a colon; nervous prostration of the sparking-plug a period.
We were in a lonely part of the road, hidden by the long row of poplars lining the broad winding river. On the one side were the trees, and on the other high sloping vine-lands. The road curved both before and behind us, therefore we were well concealed. Pulling up suddenly, I said "There's something wrong. One cylinder is not working sparking-plug broken, I suppose."
The latter said something about a sparking-plug, and when Daly stooped over the engine the light of a lamp shone into his face. He was a big, handsome man, but Foster, studying him closely, noted his hard and greedy eyes. For a moment, he came near forgetting the need for caution and giving way to a fit of rage.
If so, she was the only person who did, and I feel sure that, instant as she was, when she was up the bank or the holly-bush they were down it, and when she was down they were up. Finally, when her lost temper had completely run her out of breath, she slouched away, spitting like a worn sparking-plug, and very much disgusted. And the black rats cleaned themselves!
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