"When I
was a youngster, and our big Newfoundland dog came out With the
stick from the pond--"
"Now! now!" cautioned Ed. "I may be big, and I may have just
crawled from the pond, but I deny the stick."
"I'm sure we would have been here forever if Mr. Foster hadn't--"
began Cora.
"Been here first," interrupted Jack. "That's all very well, sis.
But I told you so! A brand-new, spick-and-span car like this! And to
run it into a muddy ditch!"
"Indeed!" exclaimed Elizabeth. "We were almost killed! Cora just
saved our lives!"
"Mercy me!" cried Walter, who had left the car and joined Jack.
"Now, Cora," he added mockingly, "when you start out to save lives,
why don't you give a fellow the tip? There's nothing I do so love as
to see lives saved--especially nice young ladies," and he made a low
bow.
"Oh, you may laugh," said Cora somewhat indignantly, "but I don't
want anything like it to happen again. The brake would not work,
and--"
"The train was just in front of us, and we were running right in
it," put in Isabel, her voice far from steady, and her face still
very white.
At this point Ed insisted upon telling the whole story, and he
described the plight of the motor girls so graphically that both
Jack and Walter were compelled to admit that Cora did indeed know
how to drive a car in an emergency, and that she had acted most
wisely.
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