"
"If she doesn't encounter another farmer she may be all right," said
Cora. "But I wonder why I don't go faster. Oh, no wonder. I'm on
second speed. I forgot to throw in the high gear. Here it goes. Now
watch me pass them."
She advanced the lever, and the car shot forward. It was going at a
greatly increased speed, and easily passed Bess and Jack.
"Here's where we leave you," called Cora.
"It's about time," replied Jack. "I thought something was wrong
with you.
"Third gear," answered Cora. "Forgot I had it." Her voice floated
back on the wind.
With a merry shout she turned on more gasolene and advanced the
spark. She was almost up to Ida.
The race was to end at a bridge, which was only a few rods ahead.
"Careful," cautioned Walter to the fair driver beside him. She was
making some rather reckless curves.
"I'm all right," declared Cora.
"I'm sure we'll win," exclaimed Mary.
The Whirlwind was now close to Sid's car. He heard it coming and
looked around. Then he caught the steering wheel from Ida, leaning
over to reach it.
"Foul!" shouted Walter. "That's not allowed!"
"Never mind!" panted Cora. "I'm not afraid to let him steer. I can
beat him!"
Jack stood up in his machine.
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