"
"Expert opinion, I suppose," murmured Belle.
They talked in jolly mood for some time longer, and the twins were
about to leave for home when a shout out in the street attracted
their attention.
"What's that?" asked Cora, starting up.
"Runaway! Look out for the runaway!" the girls heard several
persons shout.
"It's a horse running `away," declared Belle. "Let's stay where
it's safe--up here."
But Cora had started down the path, and Bess followed her.
"It's a runaway motor--a car!" exclaimed Cora as she caught sight of
something flashing through the trees. It was a runabout, dashing
along the avenue without a hand to guide it, and as it gathered
speed it swerved from side to side.
"Why, it's Jack's car!" cried Cora as the auto flashed past her.
"Can he be hurt? Where is he? 'Oh, Jack!"
She started to run, leaving Bess on the path.
"I must stop it!" thought Cora. "It may run into a person or a team
and kill some one."
Before she thought of the uselessness of her act she found herself
running down the street, along with a shouting crowd of men and
boys. As if she could catch up to an auto!
She hardly knew what she was doing.
"Oh, can't some one stop it?" she cried.
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